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"Okay…"
You watch him move back and forth around the apartment, hands now deep in your pockets. He starts heading towards the door and you follow, and right about now you’re starting to kick yourself for not bringing Lil Cal along to maybe help you keep your cool about this whole people deal you’re about to get going here. At least you remembered your shades, because you’re pretty sure your eyes are about as big as a deer in trainlights with its hoof caught in the tracks. No chance of escape here, just a noisy horn before you get hit with your head stuck on the front for the next 50 miles.
You may be exaggerating a bit.
The first door you knock on is the one to the left of yours.
You're a bit hesitant about doing this, because you're pretty sure you've already pissed off your neighbours countless times with your speakers up loud, forgoing headphones when it's too sweltering hot and the plastic sticks to your ears.
You wait for a bit, but there's no answer, not even after you knock a few more times, and it's getting you all antsy.
"Shit, is the whole floor abandoned or what."
You move onto the door on the other side of yours.
