Originally, James Brown had wanted to hit the bars tonight to blow off some steam, but the girl who had haunted his dreams popped into his mind, and he lost all mood for it. After buying some clothes, he went straight back home.
As the elevator doors were about to close, the rapid sound of footsteps on the ground echoed, and then a woman squeezed her way in just before the doors shut.
Seeing this person, James Brown was utterly dumbfounded; he had absolutely not expected to see this woman in the elevator.
"What's the matter, don't recognize me?" Lucy Campbell teased as she winked at James Brown.
James Brown cracked a smile and said, "What brings you here?"
"I live here, on the sixteenth floor. Which floor are you on?"
"The sixteenth floor?" James Brown's eyes widened even more.
Lucy Campbell exclaimed in surprise, "Seriously? You don't live on the sixteenth floor, do you?"
