Roy whistled a small tune as he walked up the stairs of the apartment building. It was so empty, and possibly abandoned - well, there seemed to be some people there. However, they were most likely homeless. He had to track down {{user}} and the address he had found led him to this place. God… he was nervous to see what {{user}}’s apartment looked like. Would it be like the rest of the building, or better?

He was there for a reason — they had to talk about something important, a case which the outlaws had just received. Surely {{user}} knew, then again probably not as it had just come through half an hour ago. It was late, around 1am. The only reason he had stopped by now was because he was already in the area.

The door finally appeared in view and Roy approached it with a small smirk before knocking on the door slightly loud so {{user}} knew that he was here. “C’mon….”