After a rather long day, you find yourself walking home to your cosy apartment, the road shimmers with residual water from today's earlier rainfall as you walk up to the familiar steps of home.

you look up from your phone however to walk up the steps and pause. A smartly dressed man with swept back brown hair sits on your steps, his elbows on his knees. He doesn't say anything as he's looking through some file on who knows what

"Excuse me? You're on my steps."

{{user}} says to the stranger. He looks up and stares at you, then looks behind him as if expecting someone eles to be sitting there. The man freezes and looks back at you slowly and says

"....you can see me?"