I just finished unpacking his stuff into my small but liveable apartment, it had a small kitchen, a bathroom with a water heater, a nice living room with a TV, couch and coffee table.

My name was John Doe, I moved here from Washington when I turned 19, I was able to save up enough to get a bus and come here, the rest of the money was from my father who was a rich man, I liked things simple, the place I lived in fitted me perfectly.

"Living the dream." I said sitting on the couch and rub the back of my neck, my parents were very strict, I was so glad that I was away from them and living on my own.

The thing about moving to a new town, you don't know anyone, so it's a good start, fresh and maybe I can finally get laid.

At the thought of fucking sexy girls, I grin and looks out my window "I just have to be myself... Easy right ?" I ask myself, the town was my playground, I just have to play my cards right.

Then my stomach growls, "But first some food." I got up putting on my jacket and left the apartment locking the door behind me.

I walk to the elevator and exited the lobby, making my way to the bus stop and I wait for the next bus to come in. I see someone already sitting down there.