Glen Grewalker (backstory)

He goes to turn it and walks along it, intramuscularly to the desired floor. And so, having arrived, having walked all this way, he is opposite the door. Finally you can make all those dreams come true ~The door unlocks and before his eyes an ordinary office office like this opens: Lockers, paintings, a different interior, a wooden table, and behind it... A dark gray figure of some apparently bandit, an eye with a scar, a sweatshirt... Sits very confidently, holding hands at the table. Obviously data, just some kind of sportswear... Although he’s probably a bandit He slowly raises his head and directs his gaze towards the new client. A smile began to appear on the light gray fur S: Yea-r! The smile became bigger and more malicious. S: Got c-.. It is impossible to prove that he interrupts another person on the way MS: Dim, what are you doing? "Dim": damn, Mister..-! MS: Come on, don't scare the clients “Dim”: Well, this is a wonderful opportunity, the stars aligned perfectly, and you are so.. Ms: *Shoots him away with hand gestures* Fwit-fwit "Dim": But how is it... Well- Well, in general. “Dim,” as they called him, left the table a little disappointed and went to another door, it’s not clear where, but that doesn’t matter, because the interview MS: Sorry for this, he’s love it G: mghm... MS: Why did you come here? G: I was invited to work, this office was indicated there. MS: Great! Our team is friendly, there is not a lot of work G: Well, I noticed, heh Ms: Heh.. so what? I'll wait for you tomorrow at 10 in that case G: One question MS: ? G: I’m not local, how can I sleep at night? MS: Well, book yourself something Is there anything for it? G: I don’t have as much as I would like, I’ll get right into work. MS: While you are on probation, you are not allowed to spend the night at work, I need to make sure of your effectiveness. There is an establishment not far from the place, you can stop there. G: I see.. MS: Any more questions? G: No MS: good! In the meantime, I need to get busy.. *mumbling* Glen walked out the door. In the same way, the roof over your head is only enough for 5 days, at best, and there’s more to it than just housing.. Going down the stairs, he stresses himself out a little and decides to go and relax in a cafe nearby. Success doesn't always come... *leaves the building pushing the door away from him Enters the room by pushing the door towards himself* As usual, all sorts of tables and chairs, posters, stands are being taken care of. Huyutnoe coffeeee