Seulgi was gd that she got the bells and whistles on her car as she paired her car and phone. Bluetooth was still magic as far as she was concerned, but as long as it worked, that was all that mattered.

  On her way home, she called the guards at her apartment complex to request that someone meet her at her parking space with a trolley as she would need help with carrying things up to her apartment.

  The gentleman on the phone agreed that someone would be there and disconnected the call. What he didn’t tell her was that he was not going to do any such thing. He would be there himself after making an excuse to be away for a bit. His cohorts wondered why he was grinning like a five-year-old who managed to steal a cookie.

  He got up and said he had something that needed to be done, making them all wonder what he was up to. His sly smile when he got a trolley and headed to the elevators confirmed everyone’s suspicion that he was up to something.

  After a quick round of rock-paper-scissors, the loser had to stay at the front desk, the rest grouped into the front office where all of the monitoring cameras were. They huddled around the screens to see what their fellow was up to. Soon, they saw him exit the elevator with the trolley and to their mystification, stood there. And kept standing there. Obviously, he was waiting for something, but no one could figure out what.

  They started making a betting pool as to what he was up to. He was obviously there to help someone with something. The betting was on who needed the help. There was a second pool on what they needed help with.

  There were only five of them present, so things could not get too ridiculous. Since betting with money was seriously frowned on by management, despite the manager on duty being involved with this, so whoever won would have all of his duties done for the rest of the week by the other four. Unless the manager won, some of his duties could not be passed off, but that was understood. They would figure out something in that case.

  The youngest member was the first to propose that the subject would be Seulgi and the second would be ‘something heavy’. She was the one who won much to the consternation of her elders. Since she didn’t have any duties, she had everyone call her ‘Unnie’ for the rest of the week. They would find all this out after Seulgi returned, of course.

  Seulgi pulled into the parking garage and as she backed into her parking space, the guard approached with the trolley. She could not hear the mild cursing from the guards upstairs in the office. Seulgi waved to the guard as he approached. She opened the back passenger door and started loading several rge bags that appeared to be quite heavy. She would have been bothered if she could hear all of the groans from the guard’s office that were eclipsed by a tiny gleeful squealing.

  The guard and Seulgi had a pleasant chat going to the elevator, a nice wait, and then trip up to her floor. The guard broke protocol by following her into her apartment with the trolley. He did leave the front door open for propriety's sake and helped her unload the bags onto the counters.

  As he was getting ready to leave, she asked to speak to the manager in person, when he had some spare time. It was important, but not an emergency. The guard promised to rey the request as soon as he got back to his station and saw him.

  It took him longer to rey the message than he thought because as soon as he returned the trolley, he went back to the guard station and promptly got beaten up. Even the tiny newbie got a nice kidney punch in on the action as well. Truth be told, he was expecting this because he knew that if the roles had been reversed, he’d have beaten up anyone else who snuck this sort of job as well.

  After getting up and dusting himself off, he looked at the manager and told him that she needed to talk to him as soon as it was convenient. The manager punched him in the stomach as he said ‘Thank you’ and walked by. The guard on the receiving end noted that the punch was about half-strength, so he was forgiven due to Seulgi’s message.

  Up in Seulgi’s apartment, she was being scolded. She had been away too much, too often, and her roommate was not shy in letting her displeasure known. Before even getting her groceries put away, Seulgi had to pick up her assaint and have a cuddle. Once the smaller one struggled to escape the hug, Seulgi put her on the back of the couch. Then they had a nose to nose conversation where only one side was allowed to talk. Seulgi dutifully took her scolding.

  Once she was granted a pardon and reprieve, Seulgi got up and started putting everything away after opening the sliding back door to her ‘deck’. Suki, having said all that she needed to, went to drape herself in the sunshine on the deck. She fluffed herself in satisfaction.

  She was gd that Suki didn’t take too long as the eggs and Milk were fine for now, but didn’t want them out too long. When everything was in its pce, she finally sat down. She actually took about four minutes just to sit and decompress. She sat in a limp boneless heap and thought about absolutely nothing and it was bliss.

  Unfortunately, this utopia could not st. Her voicemail notification beeped at her. She was a modern girl, she was not sure why she kept her ndline other than her mother not liking cell phones. The same with the voicemail on the ndline. She resolved to get rid of the ndline this year sometime. The only one who ever called her on it was her mother and brother.

  She did the most reasonable thing and ignored it for the time being. She would deal with it eventually, but not just yet.

  She nearly fell asleep, it was a near thing. As she was about to drift off, the voicemail beeped again. Seulgi frowned at the voicemail box, which made her wonder why she had not trashed it yet. The tech was twenty years out of date. The only reason she had it was because her other pushed it on her before she moved out.

  She got up and hit the ‘shut up’ button and was about to go sit back down when her doorbell rang.