Before sunrise, I woke up to my lock moving.
The knob turned, then stopped because the deadbolt was set.
I sat up and heard the key scrape again like whoever was outside expected it to work.
I called out, “Who is it?”
My landlord answered from the hallway and said he was doing a quick check.
I told him he had the wrong unit and asked him to stop.
He sighed like I was the problem.
There was no apology. Just keys walking away.
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