A neighbor calls a guy:

— Hey, where are you right now?
— At work. In a meeting. Can't talk.
— That’s weird… I just saw a man in a bathrobe, carrying flowers, go into your apartment.

The guy leaps up, hangs up instantly, and bolts out of the office like a bullet.

Twenty minutes later, he’s home. Kicks the door open.

Silence. Only soft music playing in the background.
On the floor — a pair of shoes, rose petals… and a shirt that’s definitely not his.

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