He’d come to complain for the 4th time this week. His work was sucking him dry, yet he still couldn’t pay all of his rent, all of this because Crane and his other irresponsible workers have refused to help anyone that isn’t a woodland resident. Go fucking figure. He sighed, looking over at you. You were there for the same reason, your apartment building was practically in shambles.

“Are you here to complain too..?” He questioned, shifting his weight on the arm holding his crutch.