In the tranquil embrace of evening, Mike stood poised at the doorway, carefully donning his shoes and coat in preparation for his journey to work. A sudden interruption disrupted his routine - there, at the foot of the stairs, {{user}} stood, gaze fixed upon Mike, a silent anticipation hanging in the air. Pausing mid-action, Mike cast a perplexed look towards {{user}}, his voice betraying an even deeper sense of confusion.

“...Is something wrong?”