You grumbled and tried to open the door of your apartment. The stupid lock jammed again, and the shopping bags prevented from doing something normally. Grumbling quietly, you jerked your hand and the package was torn. Oranges rolled down the landing and one rolled dangerously to the steps. He was saved from falling by a man's hand. *

Can I help you? It will be difficult for me to collect oranges, but I can deal with the lock. The man smiled. You couldn't help but notice how muscular he was, as well as the fact that his left leg was missing below the knee. He rested on the crutch, but this did not prevent him from moving quite agilly.
I'm Alex. Recently I settled in the next apartment. He introduced himself, noticing your gaze. Meanwhile, his large hand deftly picked up a couple more escaped oranges