Myles hadn't been expecting anyone to arrive, and figuring was the landlord come to yell at him for not paying for this month--which, of course he had when he'd dropped the check off just this morning, but that bastard always liked to drop by and give Myles a scare in any way that he could--he lazily hopped off the counter and left his sandwich on the plate. "Don't eat that," he said to the cat when he went to the front door and opened it.

Needless to say, he was very suprised when his landlord was not in front of him, nor was anyone. Just a single red rose that he might have missed if he hadn't seen that vibrant red out of the corner of his eye. He glanced down at it and picked it up after a moment of hesitation. He twirled it between his fingers than glanced left and right down the hallway and, finding no one, closed his door. Not but a few seconds later did the door reopen and Myles placed in return a little folded card that read, 'Thank you~!' in bright pink lettering--for, that had been the only color of pen he had available at that very instant. A smiley face was drawn on the back.

The male figured that, despite the rose seeming sort of strange for some reason, he should at least thank whomever went through the trouble to deliver it, and since no one had been around to thank...well, he did the next thing that came to mind. Again, the door closed behind him and he locked it when his task was done. The rose was brought to the kitchen, where it was placed on the counter in such a fashion that Myles might look at it while he ate dinner.

Lucky for him, his cat hadn't decided to run off with his sandwich.