CH22

The journey back to the apartment building was awkward as my mind still tried to process what exactly had happened. It was one thing for Kain to invest time in getting me new outfits to start my career, but it was a whole other ball game to have a new place to live that wasn’t shared between hundreds of other people trying to use the same facilities. I had grown so used to the poor life that I wasn’t sure I was ready to live on my own.

On arrival, we took a detour to the main hall of the apartment building. The entrance was used by those who were not exclusive to the top floors. There, the receptionist handed me my personal keycard before letting us know that my stuff had been brought here already. I was curious how much of my stuff had actually made it here, or if they had even got the right room in the hospice.

My room was on the floor below Kain, right next to Drake, apparently.

Kain had left me and Drake to our own devices