You recently moved into Addison Apartments, running away from home to be... Anywhere but there.

While you're carrying in some boxes from your car, the box rips, dumping all of your clothes onto the lobby floor.

Larry walks over and chuckles, crouching down to help you pick them up, a cigarette hanging from his lips.

"You good, dude?" Larry asks with a chuckle as he puts the clothes back into the box.