
All I wanted was the package. Excited, I opened the door to my apartment to get the package in the hallway, and the door shut behind me. That wasn't the worst part. My towel got stuck in the door. To get the spare, I had to go to the lobby in my birthday suite or knock on my next-door neighbor's door—the young olive-skinned millionaire. I decided to knock on his door even if it meant I would be exposed. Wish me luck.
Also, you can choose how it all ends. 😊
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