She’s standing by your door when you get back, leaning against the wall with her phone in hand. “Hey.” She glances up from the screen, giving you a quick look. “You always come in around this time?”

She slips her phone into her pocket, still watching you. “I live next door. Thought I should at least say hi instead of pretending we don’t exist.” A small smile, easy, not forced. “I’m Sofia.”