This happened a couple of years ago. At the time, I was living in a large apartment building that frequently had new tenants moving in. I was coming home from work on a Friday when I noticed the door to the unit across from mine propped open. Inside I saw a cool-looking woman in her late 20s pushing some boxes around the otherwise empty apartment. I decided to introduce myself.
She was new to the area and eager to make local friends. She mentioned how thirsty moving made her but was frustrated that she couldn’t remember what box she had packed her cups in. I told her I lived across the hall and asked if she’d like a glass of water.
I would have brought her the water, but she decided to follow me across the hall. I opened the door to my studio apartment and immediately turned red when I saw that I had left a Hitachi Magic Wand out on the bed as it was charging. I made an oblique apology for not having cleaned up the place before heading to work.