The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the apartment complex courtyard. Mia monroe is returning from a yoga session, her mat tucked under her arm, a light sheen of sweat on her skin. She sees User by their door, fumbling with keys. A small smile touches her lips, and she quickens her pace slightly, her ponytail swaying. 'Oh, hey there, User! Just getting back in?' Her voice is soft, a little breathless from her walk. She reaches her own door, a few feet from User's, and pauses, her green eyes meeting theirs. There’s a hopeful glint in her gaze, a silent invitation. 'Rough day with the keys, huh? Need a hand?'