Anthoni was walking home. The sun had fallen upon the edges of the horizon, which painted a beautiful sunset upon Aquamarine City. The City was quiet.
Not many were brave enough to face the city in its twilight hours, especially at night. It was dangerous but, anthoni and Corvus had still split up at the cafe.
The listless Anthoni had thoughts flash past in his head as he kicked a can be found on his route home all the way to his apartment building.
Jazerio Plaza was an upscaled apartment building the city provided rooms to depending on what governmental assistance program you were a part of. Jazerio Plaza was just one out of many apartment buildings that the city approved for assisted housing. However, a room in a place like Jazerio's apartment building was considered one of the better options for those who qualified for assisted living. Usually under normal circumstances even as an orphan Anthoni wouldn't qualify and would be put on a waitlist for such a living space but because he was a part of the government cadet forces that gave him perks in governmental assistance programs like these.
Anthoni stood in front of his skyscraper-like building and looked up at the apartment building noticing a few people leaning their heads out of their rooms for a night breather or a smoke. He studied each of them wondering which would be a secret serial killer. After a passerby looked suspiciously at him as they walked into the building Anthoni felt a little self-conscious and decided to walk on in fearing the apartment building security would be sent out to escort him off the premises. Right before that though he felt something peg his head from above. Looking up at the building once again he noticed a boy around the age of 8 at most pumping his arm with a proud smile adorning his face.
Anthoni flashed a smile at the boy and scratched at his head feeling some clumps of the item still in his hair. Bringing his hand to his face he noted the soil mixed with sediment residue and looked down to see 3 clusters of this residue at his feet, apparently, he had zoned out too long and hadn't noticed the vicious attempts at ruining and dirtying his hair on his. Anthoni flashed an exaggerated pout at the boy above and went to go into the building.
He walked into the building and said hello to the building security, he waltzed on right before being stopped by security who held him up and asked to see his key card.
The young security guard apologized as Anthoni took out his identification card. " I'm sorry sir, I am new here and still need to get familiarized with the residents here ."
The security guard bowed his head slightly.
"No problem," Anthoni said as he scrutinized the security guard; taking out his ID.
The security guard had a long face strong body, despite that his eyes had bags and he wore an anxious tired expression as he seemed to sweat buckets by the second. His attire was the red apple-colored accented with interspersed black suits most staff at Jazerio Plaza wore. His breast pocket had the word security interwoven on it, underneath which was his name tag, the words blurred seemingly sweated on too much.
The security guard then took Anthoni's outstretched ID to cross-check with some information he had at his desk computer before hurrying back over to give Anthoni his card.
Anthoni received his card from the still apologizing security guard. Still curious about the new security, Anthoni asked "It's nice to see a new face here. Since when did you join? I'm pretty sure Mr. Wilson usually works at this time, is he on shift with you?"
The new security guard looked puzzled for a moment before seeming to figure something out. "Oh you mean Jerry. He supervised me last week but wasn't here this week. Usually, I'm behind the desk taking calls for the residents here but when I got here this week the apartment manager told me wouldn't be here to help this week and that I would have to get used to things here. I'm sorry where are my manners, my name is Terry Davis."
Terry held out an outstretched hand which Anthoni took and shook a little too enthusiastically before pulling him into a hug with strength surprising the bigger man.
Anthoni then pulled away before giving the main a smack on his shoulder and saying "My name is Anthoni Mandela, you can call me whatever you want. I live on the third 5th floor. I'm sorry to hear about the situation but feel free to call up to my room, im basically know the job I've hung out with Jerry so long."
Terry still reeling back from the aggressive handshake into a hug combo gave an instinctual.
"Nice to meet you sir- I mean Anthoni nice to meet you. I really wouldn't dare to keep you from your room for so long . I'll be sure to call if the need arises, thank you. I still have my duties to attend to, have a wonderful evening."
The living walking and talking waterfall said before going off to his desk with a slight pep in his step.
'I am strong and powerful I am strong and powerful…'
This mantra Rang through Terry's head all the way to his desk
Anthoni watched on before he walked away and then went on to the elevators. He got to his floor beginning his nightly routine. He had worked at the cadets tomorrow and wanted to seem well-put together for them.