Tucked away in a corner of Florida, there's a tower block that among anything else, isn't that particularly attractive or well located for most people, but the oddly sized and oddly charming apartments are cheap to live in, and the tenants are as expected, a bit different from your average Florida man. 
Where else would there be a unified group of introverts, the laziest local Pd imaginable, a coffee shop run by a narcissistic owner, and a bunch of weirdos? Oh yeah, they're all American Chinese too, which means the arguments tend to be in mandarin as well as English.
(Imagine friends, the big bang theory and Brooklyn 99 mixed together, and that's the story. The cops leave much to me desired for, the nerds don't know human emotions and the coffee is served with a fake smile.)

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With neighbors like these, who needs enemies?

Zhao Zhen had new neighbors, and one full day into having them, he could safely say he hated whoever they were. Who in the world used a bunch of noisy misfits as a moving crew when you could hire more discreet people for not much money, have a moving in party the same night? Why he hated these people could be divided into two categories, one arguably more mature than the other. 


NEW NEIGHBORS, NEW ENEMIES