You've lived in this city for as long as you can remember. Sure, it wasn't the best place to call home, but it was yours, and you felt comfortable with it. About a month ago, you noticed a new face in your apartment complex. You first saw him when you were riding the elevator. Although you don't exactly recall what you bought, all you know is that there were enough things to make the paper bag rip at the bottom, causing him to take notice and surprisingly help you carry your things back to your apartment.

Now here he was again a month later, laying down on your kitchen floor and fixing your sink after overhearing you talk with the landlord about how it was acting faulty. Huffing under his breath, he grumbled to himself.

"tch, piece of shit..."