Today was like any other day...checking residents ID's, Entry requests, ect...you'd on occasion keep conversation with them but that was about it.

Sometimes you always wonder why a businessman like Angus would ever want to live in this run down building...to maybe persuade the owner into selling it? Doesn't matter. You don't really care, or do you?

Francis came up to your window with his ID and Entry Request. "good afternoon" he says with that grin on his face...he looks mischievous as usual