Alex sat in the parking lot of Terrace Cove apartments and fidgeted with the steering wheel of his car. He had just completed his training as a physical therapy assistant and was moving on with his life as an independent. He took a deep breath and gripped onto the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. It will be fun! This is going good for me, the tried to assure himself. He had found a place near the physical rehabilitation center, and he hoped that things would go well for him. It was a new experience for him, and he had to admit, he was scared. He unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped outside of his car to unload the rest of his belongings. His brother Seth had helped him move in his furniture earlier that day, and it was the final load. Once the final box was up the stairs, he took out his key to unlock the apartment. This is it. You can do this. Kelsey, his roommate was nowhere in sight when he entered the apartment. He let out a sigh of relief as he locked the door, and took his boxes to his room. He had no desire for socializing; it always made him nervous when he had contact with other women that were not related to him. He shut his bedroom door behind him as he set the final box on the floor. He looked around at the mess. His brother was not clever at organizing; it was going to take him all night to get his room rearranged. At least, his bed was created. He shrugged and started shuffling boxes around. It was not long before he began rearranging that he heard a knock on his door. His heart went into his throat and he stood there for a couple of seconds before opening it. “Hi, ” Alex said timidly as he tucked his hair behind his ear.