<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/Heart_Tattoo_ideas_for_men_chest_zpsc028bb45.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dmitri Fleming (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=216294.msg10941830#msg10941830)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>His apartment then lobby of Parker Commons<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Damon, Ryder, Martina, Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Waking, searching for coffee, meeting neighbors<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Old dark sweat pants, old Bears sweat shirt, tattered terry cloth robe, and pink bunny slippers<br/><hr/>It had been a long day and night. D had spent a good portion of the previous day getting his apartment and the small space for his studio. He had then gone to get the shop set up, important than the apartment. Surprisingly while setting up he had gotten a walk in client wanting new ink. It was not a large or complicated tattoo but it had still taken him well into the night to finish. He had then gone for a few beers so had not gotten to his apartment until after midnight. He had been tired and forgot to setup his coffee maker. He had intended to sleep until after noon, but that did not work out. After so many years of just sleeping on the ground in his sleeping and tent, to save money, sleeping in doors on a hard floor he just could not remain a sleep once the sun had started coming in his unshaded windows of his top floor apartment. Having just moved in and everything he owned being what he could carry on his Harley, meant he did not own much and certainly did not have any furniture. Something he hoped to correct that afternoon with some shopping.<br/><br/>With a groan Dmitri finally pulled himself from his sleeping bag on the floor. It was no good he had been tossing and turning for some time but just could not get back to sleep. He needed a shower but first things first he needed coffee. He had slept in his old sweat pants and Bears sweat shirt and slipped his feet into his pink bunny slippers, hey they kept the feet warm. He shuffled blurry eyed into the kitchen. He looked around then remembered that his coffeemaker was still packed. He dug it out and unwrapped it after setting on the counter and plugging it in he went in search of the coffee only to discover that he had not gone shopping and therefore did not have any coffee. He swore and shuffled back to his bedroom where he grabbed and donned his old robe and grabbed his wallet and keys. He left his apartment and made his way down to the ground floor. He stepped outside and shivered pulling his robe more tightly around himself. He had forgotten how cold it got in Chicago. After a quick look around and not seeing anything immediately where he could get his much needed coffee he headed to the first building of the complex.<br/><br/>He entered building number one that had the common area and lobby, he could not remember if the was coffee there or not but maybe he could find a neighbor welling to point him to the nearest place to get coffee. Despite the chill in the air he still could not manage much more than a quick shuffle. Upon entering he stretched, yawned and tried to shake off the cold. He shuffle into the lobby and stopped when he saw three people. He was just coherent enough to note that two were women and one was a man, but that was all he noticed. His hair was a mess and it was clear to any one seeing him that he had just woken up, but he still managed a friendly smile as he looked at the three and approached them. ”Morning, I'm new here. Could somebody please point me to the nearest source of a cup of Joe.” He stopped looking hopeful but then he regains some of his mind. ”I'm sorry, I'm Dmitri or just D.”