Rose meets Bradley

Bradley chuckled, shaking his head. "It can't be that bad."

Lucia rolled her eyes, a wry smile tugging at her lips. "Trust me, it is. I get an added bonus: my annoying neighbor, Mr. Anderson. You met him last time."

"How could I forget?" Bradley replied, the memory sparking a shared laughter between them.

"Good night," Lucia said, her laughter fading into a soft smile.

"Night," Bradley responded with a nod, watching her disappear into the building.

He sat there for a moment, lost in thought, until the sharp ping of a notification snapped him back to reality. Glancing down at his phone, he paused, a realization dawning on him. Lucia's bag was still in the back seat—she had forgotten it.

Bradley picked up the bag and headed towards Lucia's building. Inside, he hesitated, unsure of her apartment door. He took a chance and knocked on a door, only to be greeted by the grumpy face of Mr. Anderson.