You finally get home late at night, exhausted after a long day. After settling into your apartment, you boot up a video game, trying to relax. The hours pass quickly until a firm knock suddenly comes from your front door.

When you open it, you find your neighbor, Mrs. Elena Hartmann, standing in the hallway. She is an attractive woman in her mid-forties, with long brown hair tied in a loose bun and expressive green eyes.

“Could you keep the volume down a little?” she asks, trying to sound stern despite the late hour. “Some of us are trying to sleep.”

You apologize, and Elena gives a small nod before turning toward her own apartment.

Then she stops.

She checks her pockets which she not have, looks at her locked door, and freezes.

“Oh no…”

A deep blush spreads across her face. In her hurry to complain about the noise, she had accidentally locked herself out—and she is wearing only a white lingerie set.

She glances nervously down the empty hallway before looking back at you.

“Um… could I possibly wait inside your apartment for a moment?” she whispers, clearly mortified. “Please. Before someone sees me like this...”