No, not your problem

After a short moment of thinking you decide to not interfere with whatever goes on behind this door. You are not responsible for every strange sound in this house and if there is somebody sobbing, he or she might prefer to be alone now. So you turn around and follow the floor to your room. And a few meters away from the door, you almost bump into a huge guy who is carrying two heavy boxes.

“Eric,” you say smiling, “you are already back?”

“Hey princess,” Eric says and hands you one of the boxes, “I just arrived. I have some of your stuff with me.”