Copenhagen neighbors: I left my homemade cherry liqueur jar and a cheeky invite on the stair landing - sweet, risky, or creepy?
I'm Lars, a paint‑splattered urban designer. After a late bike home from a gallery I left a jar of my cherry liqueur and a short invite to share soup on the landing of a neighbor I've exchanged flirty nods with. Is this cozy hygge flirting, a bold risk, or crossing a boundary?
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