he sun sat on the horizon, it cast a purple glow over the Los Santos city, it was mid Autumn and the air was frosty.
Cold winds nipped at Ray as he unlocked his apartment door after the long hike up the “thousands” of stairs. He always hoped that they would have fixed the elevator by the time he gets home.
His apartment wasn’t much really. 16
floor with a pretty view of the sunset, double bed sitting on the floor and a few other pieces of furniture littered around the apartment, along with his many games and consoles.
It wasn’t much, but it was home and all Ray could afford right now. A low profile criminal with a part time job at GameStop didn’t earn much.
A sigh left Rays lips as he slumped down onto his bed, body heavy and mind foggy from lack of sleep. A soft buzz sounded from the pocket of his worn purple jacket.
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