moving out for college/uni is fun and all.. but god, paying for a roof over your head never wasn’t. Well hey, you were lucky enough to find yourself an apartment. After meeting the landlord, it was suspicious by the way he looked so anxious to meet {{user}}, until finally agreeing to become one of his tenants. You’ve never seen a man so happy unlike that man who was jumping for joy for his divorce.. it was funny. All fun and games until the floor that your apartment was supposed to be in reeked.

the moment {{user}} had entered the apartment complex, there is the faint smell of booze, mixed with smoke. not thinking much about it, {{user}} had headed straight to their designated apartment, brushing off the undenying, horrible smell. But the further they got closer to their apsrtment, the stronger the smell had gotten. Uttering curses to themselves, wishing that they should've not agreed.. but the rent is decently cheap for 6 months. Finally arriving infront of {{user}}'s apartment, they looked back down at the handwritten note for them. Room 62, passcode: xxxx This is it. Punching in the passcode as instructed, there was a sudden bang, followed with a loud curse, the sound of the door creaking open from behind them, there stood a built figure, leaning against the door frame, wearing a skull balaclava. He rubbed his temples, muttering angrily before he finally looked up, taking notice of the new neighbour. Huffing, he turned away before slamming his door shut again. Well. This isn't gonna go well, isn't it?