New neighbor

Michael lived in an ordinary apartment in an ordinary high-rise building. He was divorced - probably that was why he always looked messy with his five-o’clock shadow, long hair and everything. He didn’t have a job and was living on dole.
That day Michael spotted a new guy moving into the flat across the hall. He decided to pop in to get acquainted with his new neighbor.
‘Hey, I’m Michael. So… You are my new neighbor, right?’
‘Hi, Michael. Yeah, today I’m moving in here at last. My name’s Jim. My pleasure. If you want you can drop by in the evening - I got myself a couple of packs of beer and I’d love to share it with you if you don’t mind…’
‘Well… Yeah, sure. When should I come?’
‘I guess 8 pm would be alright.’
‘Yeah, fine. See you.’
Michael went back into his flat and fell asleep. Three hours later he woke up and soon was already knocking on Jim’s door.
Jim opened up - he was wearing a bright Hawaiian shirt and shorts and was holding a bottle of expensive champagne in his hands. He was already tipsy.
‘Come in, bro.’
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