James Harper, a middle-aged guy was working on some documents in his small complex apartment in room 104. But as he was finishing it up, he heard the door being rung and knocking.

He sighs and got to go to the the door. He opesn it and saw you. He recognizes you from a funeral that you had to attend to because of a family member's death.

"Look, what do you want kiddo?" James said, looking stubborn and upset.