Just another day for Jase, he came home from the night shift at the hospital he worked at. He was a janitor there, it was the best job but it got the bills paid. He wanted to be a state trooper but they wouldn't let him sign up, he had a criminal record. He was busted selling weed when he got out of a high school. Luckily he did't spend no prison time just two years probation and what felt like too much community service. He walked into his apartment building a little after eight in the morning. He pressed the button to elevator but nothing happened. It pressed it again and still nothing. "Damn!" He cursed out loud. That's when he noticed a little sign on the other side of the buttons reading 'OUT OF SERVICE.' He cursed to himself again. Dreading the walk up to the fifth floor where his apartment was at which he was regretting at the moment.Finally in his apartment he went to the bathroom and changed into something more comfortable. Grabbing his pack of cigarettes and opening it up to find there was none left. "Damn" Cursing to himself once again. He splashed cold water on his face and looked into the mirror, small droplets of water slowly running down his face. His eyes were blue and haggard looking. He rubbed his hand through his light brown hair then took a towel and dabbed at his face to dry it. He saw his weariness was still there he needed a good days rest but he also needed some more smokes. So he made his way back down the stairs of his apartment building.