<strong>Jericho &amp; Kyle - Lobby to Elevator</strong><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Jericho laughed, ignoring the throbbing in his head. "Far as I know, the basement in this place is just storage. The apartment is actually a six bedroom, and spans the third floor in it's entirety, plus, I also own private rights to the rooftop of the place. Reason the rent is so low, is that I, well, my parents, own the building. I see no reason to price gouge, ya know?"<br/><br/>It was at that point, something dripped into his eye. Wiping it with his hand, he pulled away a bloody hand. Sighing in annoyance, he took off his shirt, and pressed the dark material to the lump, hoping the cold rainwater on the shirt and the compress would stop it.<br/><br/>Reaching forward, he called the elevator down. He knew he looked like a tard, but it hurt dammit.