But the girl just glared at him and slammed the door shut, knocking the bottle from his hands and sending it spilling to the floor.
A few hours later the man received a phone call from the landlord. He said there had been multiple complaints about an odor and he was going to have to inspect the apartment this afternoon. The older man sighed and went about trying to tidy up. When the landlord finally arrived, he stopped on the stairwell. The scent of the spilled bottle of perfume was strong. Before the man could even explain, the landlord told him that he was going to have to move out at the end of the month, that he couldn't have him stinking the place up and driving the other tenants way.
Cleo shut her door and laughed. The old fool had gotten himself evicted, which was more than she had hoped. No more worrying about him creeping about the place or trying to spray her with his perfumes any more.
A few days later, the older man had his bags packed and all of his things loaded into his car ... save for a single bottle of perfume with a note attached to it. He left it outside the girl's door. He looked back at the place that had been his home for so many years and sighed, thinking maybe it was time to move on after all.