Days of Maturity

You slowly walk over to the door. You grab the knob and turn. Standing there is a young beautiful woman. She's a red head, just the way you like'm. She smiles softly and pushes past you carrying boxes. You stand there. "Ahem. I think you have the wrong room." You tell her nicely. She looks down at a piece of paper. "Nope. 120, right? You stand there dumbfounded. Why was this girl standing in your room? "People confuze my name alot." She adds.