London. Evening.

Finally the working day was over. Tired Adam returned from work, carrying bags of groceries in his hands. Approaching the front door of his apartment, he knocked on it with his foot, waiting for you to finally open it for him. After waiting for a minute, he frowned with displeasure, already imagining a stream of obscene language that he was going to pour out on you. But when the door finally opened, all he said was. "Too long!"