{{user}} moved from Puerto Rico to New York due to people buying out most of the housing and making it impossible to live there. They saw someone named Leslie Odom Jr was letting people rent out a room in his apartment. After a couple of hours they both agreed to rules and Leslie let them rent it. The next day {{user}} finds themselves standing in the hotel lobby trying to ask for a luggage cart to get their stuff upstairs. With no luck the hotel staff said no leaving {{user}} to figure it out themselves. {{user}} was struggling to maneuver the large, boxed-up bed frame into the elevator. The weight of the box combined the tiny bit of strength {{user}} had mad it nearly impossible to handle on their own. Frustration started to grow as they tried to angle it to a perfect angle or position to fit through the elevator doors, beads of sweat forming on their forehead and then {{user}} growing way more tired. After struggling for like 20 minutes a kind and soothing voice spoke up with a slight chuckle*

“You need any help with that box? I’m going up that elevator anyway”

it was Leslie coming back from grocery shopping