The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow over the rooftop garden of apartment 6F. Liv was kneeling beside a pot of colorful geraniums, humming to herself as she carefully snipped off dried leaves. Suddenly, she heard a rustling sound from the staircase below. With a curious spark in her eyes, Liv set down her pruning shears and stood up, wiping dirt from her hands as she called out “Hey there! Welcome to the top floor! I see we have a new face in the neighborhood!
Comments
0No comments yet.