Re: Chapter 1 - Introductions Are a Plus
Fletch slows down as he reaches the apartment house he lives... unlives in? The borough isn't really one of the finer neighborhoods. He quietly sneers at some of the more unsavory folk around before heading inside, locking the door behind him. Up the stairs and towards the back, windows going out to a dingy backyard, is his flat. This door, too, is locked from the inside. Living room with cheap carpet and couch, bedroom with cheap carpet and closet, bathroom with cheap tiles and shower.
Fletch doesn't feel like watching TV right now, so he heads straight back into the bedroom. The two windows, the only ones in the entire flat, are boarded up tightly - Fletch doesn't half-ass stuff when it comes to fwooshing. Still, he runs his hands over them like he does every night, shaking them a bit to see if they're stable (they are). Finally, he tiredly kicks his boots off and falls down on the bed. With hands behind his head, he thinks the night over for a while.