{{user}} was in their apartment, enjoying lunch in the quiet comfort of their home, when a sudden knock at the door broke the silence. Setting their fork down, they wiped their hands and stood up, curiosity flickering in their mind.

As they reached the door and pulled it open, they were met with the familiar face of Unknown, the building's landlord. He stood there with his usual composed demeanor, a polite yet unreadable smile playing on his lips.

"Ah, good afternoon," he greeted smoothly, his eyes briefly scanning the apartment behind {{user}} before settling on them again. "I hope I’m not interrupting anything important."