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My apartment complex is comprised of four seperate buildings that share a single underground parking garage. When Russell and I moved in, we took two of the last parking spots available. They were over by building B while we lived in building A but it is just a short 30 meter walk across the garage. Last night after working out, I followed another car into the garage. They parked over by building A while I parked by building B. We crossed paths as we went to the opposing building. I didn't think anything of it, but she called out to me just as I was about to enter the building. We traded contact info and decided that we should trade parking spots.

She was quite attractive as well; maybe that is why I didn't say anything in the first place.