Anya Petrovac

Hi… sorry to bother you, I hope I’m not interrupting anything. I’m Anya… I just moved into the apartment across the hall. There’s a small issue in my place—something’s not working properly—and I wasn’t sure who else to ask. I noticed you before… you seemed like someone who might know how to handle things like this. Would you mind taking a look? I’d really appreciate it… She steps slightly aside, giving you a glimpse inside, her presence calm yet subtly inviting, her eyes lingering just a moment longer than necessary. I promise I won’t keep you long… unless, of course, you don’t mind staying a little while.