The delivery guy sat on the floor for quite a while before he finally managed to get back on his feet.

He was clearly bruised from the fall, but thankfully, he'd bundled up in enough layers that he seemed mostly okay.

Briony quickly called the building management.

The hallway had security cameras.

A property manager soon arrived with a cleaner in tow. Once the sudsy mess on the floor was scrubbed away, the manager led Briony, Gina, and the unfortunate delivery guy to the security office.

Inside the surveillance room, a staff member spoke up.

"Found it." He paused the footage and turned the monitor toward them.

The video showed that just before seven that morning, the little boy from the apartment across the hall had been playing with bubble solution in the corridor.

The kid looked to be about five or six years old.

He raced up and down the hallway, sloshing soapy water everywhere. The most infuriating part? There were a few moments where he quite deliberately poured bubbles right in front of Briony's door.

"Don't the parents ever watch him?" Gina fumed. "This is unacceptable. They need to come out and apologize!"

manager assured her. "We'll

called the

a business trip and had no

they weren't taking this

back to work, waved it off. "Forget

He started limping away.

how shaken he still looked, called after him. "Wait a second."

her phone. "Show me

head. "No, no, it's not

have been the one to fall. In a way, you took the hit for me. Let me send you something for your trouble-think of it as a little help

looked embarrassed and tried

hundred," she

he gave in and pulled

scanned the code-but instead of

stared at his phone in disbelief. "This is way too much..." "Keep it," Briony said, tucking her phone away

a small price for the

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