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Since he was busy taking care of work and his final affairs he didn't get a chance to get a good look at the place originally, but for the rent he was paying the place could have a hole in the side for all his concern, he'd patch it up next paycheck and stay anyway it was a steal and he wasn't giving it up to anyone.
When the taxi finally came to a stop Aiken stepped out and paid the driver, staring at the man until he gave him his change and drove off in a small huff. Turning his attention towards the building he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned a little to try and look in the window. The place didn't seem suspicious which he expected for the price he was getting it at, bare minimum he figured a homeless man would be living beside it or there would be graffiti all over the place. He was happy to be wrong as he stared at the building, it was a simple bookshop and his place was on the top floor which he was fine with. There was a great view of the park which he was pleased about, and judging the place from the outside it was better then his old place and cheaper. Staring at the door to the building he decided to head inside. Since the landlady was inside he looked down at his attire to check himself, his long sleeved white shirt was ruffled, the top few buttons undone and a small stain in the upper corner, which he hid by fixing his collar. Since he was meeting the head lady in charge he had put on a brown tie over the shirt to seem, for lack of a better word, fancy but the tie itself was just as messy as the shirt, half undone and more of an accessory then a formal item. The only normal thing that resembled neatness was his black slacks which he made the effort to iron before he came, accompanied by his black sneakers his outfit was, at least in his eyes, complete.
First impressions were important but it was a tad too late to go back and fix his outfit, and he didn't want to walk around too formal around his landlady. If she saw him clean once she could come to expect the appearance every time, or at least anticipate it slightly that's how it normally went in these circumstances. Reaching up he ruffled his blond hair a bit which by some miracle of nature was messy yet neat at the same time, the frayed edges somehow coming together into a suitable hairstyle. He took in a deep breath to calm his nerves and cracking his knuckles walked towards the door before pushing it open, entering the building that would be his new home.
"Hello!" Aiken called looking around. "Is anyone here? It's Aiken! Aiken Allen! Helloooo!"
Aiken bumped into a low table almost knocking over a vase in he process, leaning down he quickly caught it as he fell to one knee before he promptly put it back on the small table.
"Too close...where the hell is the landlady at anyway?"