Chapter 56: New Apartment
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Chapter 56 New Apartment
"Mr. Kraham, if you are confident that you aren't feeling any pain and are able to live your life normally, then I don't see a reason why you wouldn't be able to leave now." The doctor said while checking the x-ray results.
The pictures showed multiple fractures in the left hand; all fingers were broken, and skin was torn off badly. The right shoulder was broken as well, but it wasn't as bad as before, as if it had magically healed overnight.
It was still possible to use the right arm; that's why the doctor was confident in letting Jesse leave.
"Thank you." Jesse nodded. He didn't want to spend even one second longer in this stuffy hospital.
"A taxi should be awaiting you outside. Try not to exercise or do anything physically demanding for several weeks. Because of your condition, those fractures might not heal if you don't rest."
"I understand." Jesse said, then bid his farewells and left the hospital room with his wheelchair being pushed by a sweet-looking nurse. She pulled him all the way to the front yard, where a taxi was waiting.
After getting on the taxi, Jesse felt his phone buzzing in his back pocket. He pulled it out and saw a message from his father. The message didn't have anything except an address for his new apartment.
'You don't want to even take me there personally? Well, it doesn't matter.' Jesse pocketed the phone and gave the address to the taxi driver. After that, the engine started roaring, and the car started making its way to his new address.
The drive was uneventful, as there was only a ten minute trip to the apartment complex.
After the taxi parked in front of the apartment complex, the driver took Jesse's wheelchair out of the trunk and helped him out.
Jesse looked at the apartment complex in front of him. He remembered his father's message, and his apartment number should be "3."
Pushing the wheelchair forward, Jesse saw stairs that led to the upper floors of the apartment complex. It was impossible for him to climb those stairs with the wheelchair. However, the number of his apartment was quite low, so he expected it to be within street level.
Therefore, he rolled past the stairs and checked the apartment numbers as he moved past them.
"1... 2... and 3." Jesse turned the wheelchair to face the door of his apartment. He didn't have keys to the apartment and began thinking about whether he should visit the landlord.
However, before that, he placed his right hand on the doorhandle and tried opening the door. He expected nothing to happen except the sound of the door being locked.
To his surprise, the door clicked open.
'They left it open.' Jesse thought quickly. 'Let me guess. They visited here, left the key, and decided that this is where they would remove themselves from my life.'
The wheels of the wheelchair rolled over the threshold of the doorway.
Jesse closed the door behind him and looked at the dimly lit apartment. There was a small living room with a kitchen connected to the same room, one bathroom, and one bedroom. It was a very tiny apartment, but it should be big enough for him.
Jesse removed his shoes and tossed them on the floor below the clothes rack. He then rolled to the living room and looked around with a tired expression. His apartment barely had any furniture.
There was a sofa, a table, and a rug inside the living room. There weren't even curtains on the windows. When he opened his bedroom door, there was only a wardrobe, a bed, and a small desk. They were taken from his former bedroom.
Jesse rolled to the desk, and there was a familiar book on top. His favorite book with a main character named Ambrose.
Jesse then put his bag down on the bed and opened it. Inside were spare clothes, his VR headset, a phone charger, and headphones. That was the content of his life.
"That is quite sad." He let out a self-mocking laugh and then put his clothes on the wardrobe, his phone charger on the outlet, headphones next to the book, and a VR headset on top of the bed. He then returned to the living room.
He checked the refrigerator. It was empty except for some milk and a few eggs.
"Ugh, spoiled." Jesse checked the milk and the eggs. They were definitely spoiled. He opened a cabinet, took out the garbage can, and tossed them inside. Then he tossed the can back inside the cabinet and closed the wooden door.
"I need to visit the store." Jesse murmured, but then he noticed a bowl on the kitchen desk. He pushed himself up and walked to the bowl.
There was a key and an envelope inside the bowl.
"A house key, as expected." Jesse laughed and pocketed the key. He then opened the envelope. There were 100 crowns inside. Lastly, there was a letter.
Jesse put the crown note into his wallet and then opened the letter.
"This is all you receive from us. We had paid two months rent in advance. This is the last help you get from us..." Jesse crumbled the paper, opened the cabinet, and tossed it into the garbage can. "Piece of shit."
He slammed the cabinet shut and walked to the sofa. He laid down on the sofa, pulled out his phone, and checked the forums.
After checking out the status of his auction, he was very disappointed. There have been only 100 crowns bid so far. It was a lot of money for some, but Jesse had bigger ambitions.
"Not nearly enough..." He pocketed the phone and scratched his hair. "I need to go buy food..."
He turned to the side and looked at the wheelchair.
"Not happening. I think I can walk there..." Jesse sat up and stood up through gritted teeth. He looked at the cast on his right arm and slowly removed it.
After removing it, he tossed it away and rubbed his shoulder gently. There was still some pain left, but it was bearable.
"I don't know where the nearest convenience store is..." Jesse took out his phone again to check the location of the nearest convenience store. After a minute, he found it and was pleasantly surprised that it was only a five minute walk there.
"I have to agree. They chose a good apartment location. The hospital is nearby, and so is the nearest convenience store." He patted his pockets, ensuring that his keys were there, and then left the apartment. This time, he locked the door.
After checking the GPS, he headed towards the convenience store. After exactly five minutes, he arrived at the convenience store. It was a small shop with only one clerk behind the counter.
The front of the shop had two tables, both filled with elderly men playing cards and drinking tea.
The clerk was a young woman who looked like she had just graduated from high school. She was wearing a white apron, a long-sleeved shirt, and black tight trousers. Her hair was brown and tied into a bun.
"Welcome." She greeted the new customer. Her voice was pleasant to listen to, and her smile was quite bright. It looked like she enjoyed working here.
"Hello." Jesse nodded to the clerk and walked to the food aisle. He planned to purchase some ready-made food, which he could just heat up in the microwave. Making food wasn't very easy with his condition, but he was sure he could do it if he wanted to.
However, he was already starting to feel a little bit of hunger.
'I'll purchase enough food for tomorrow too. I can't start making food because it takes time, and I don't have time to waste.
'I still need to play Martial Online, and I will most likely be starving every time I log out. So, microwave food is better now, even though it isn't the healthiest thing.'
Jesse picked up anything that looked somewhat delicious and then walked to the counter to pay for it all.
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Chapter 56 New Apartment
"Mr. Kraham, if you are confident that you aren't feeling any pain and are able to live your life normally, then I don't see a reason why you wouldn't be able to leave now." The doctor said while checking the x-ray results.
The pictures showed multiple fractures in the left hand; all fingers were broken, and skin was torn off badly. The right shoulder was broken as well, but it wasn't as bad as before, as if it had magically healed overnight.
It was still possible to use the right arm; that's why the doctor was confident in letting Jesse leave.
"Thank you." Jesse nodded. He didn't want to spend even one second longer in this stuffy hospital.
"A taxi should be awaiting you outside. Try not to exercise or do anything physically demanding for several weeks. Because of your condition, those fractures might not heal if you don't rest."
"I understand." Jesse said, then bid his farewells and left the hospital room with his wheelchair being pushed by a sweet-looking nurse. She pulled him all the way to the front yard, where a taxi was waiting.
After getting on the taxi, Jesse felt his phone buzzing in his back pocket. He pulled it out and saw a message from his father. The message didn't have anything except an address for his new apartment.
'You don't want to even take me there personally? Well, it doesn't matter.' Jesse pocketed the phone and gave the address to the taxi driver. After that, the engine started roaring, and the car started making its way to his new address.
The drive was uneventful, as there was only a ten minute trip to the apartment complex.
After the taxi parked in front of the apartment complex, the driver took Jesse's wheelchair out of the trunk and helped him out.
Jesse looked at the apartment complex in front of him. He remembered his father's message, and his apartment number should be "3."
Pushing the wheelchair forward, Jesse saw stairs that led to the upper floors of the apartment complex. It was impossible for him to climb those stairs with the wheelchair. However, the number of his apartment was quite low, so he expected it to be within street level.
Therefore, he rolled past the stairs and checked the apartment numbers as he moved past them.
"1... 2... and 3." Jesse turned the wheelchair to face the door of his apartment. He didn't have keys to the apartment and began thinking about whether he should visit the landlord.
However, before that, he placed his right hand on the doorhandle and tried opening the door. He expected nothing to happen except the sound of the door being locked.
To his surprise, the door clicked open.
'They left it open.' Jesse thought quickly. 'Let me guess. They visited here, left the key, and decided that this is where they would remove themselves from my life.'
The wheels of the wheelchair rolled over the threshold of the doorway.
Jesse closed the door behind him and looked at the dimly lit apartment. There was a small living room with a kitchen connected to the same room, one bathroom, and one bedroom. It was a very tiny apartment, but it should be big enough for him.
Jesse removed his shoes and tossed them on the floor below the clothes rack. He then rolled to the living room and looked around with a tired expression. His apartment barely had any furniture.
There was a sofa, a table, and a rug inside the living room. There weren't even curtains on the windows. When he opened his bedroom door, there was only a wardrobe, a bed, and a small desk. They were taken from his former bedroom.
Jesse rolled to the desk, and there was a familiar book on top. His favorite book with a main character named Ambrose.
Jesse then put his bag down on the bed and opened it. Inside were spare clothes, his VR headset, a phone charger, and headphones. That was the content of his life.
"That is quite sad." He let out a self-mocking laugh and then put his clothes on the wardrobe, his phone charger on the outlet, headphones next to the book, and a VR headset on top of the bed. He then returned to the living room.
He checked the refrigerator. It was empty except for some milk and a few eggs.
"Ugh, spoiled." Jesse checked the milk and the eggs. They were definitely spoiled. He opened a cabinet, took out the garbage can, and tossed them inside. Then he tossed the can back inside the cabinet and closed the wooden door.
"I need to visit the store." Jesse murmured, but then he noticed a bowl on the kitchen desk. He pushed himself up and walked to the bowl.
There was a key and an envelope inside the bowl.
"A house key, as expected." Jesse laughed and pocketed the key. He then opened the envelope. There were 100 crowns inside. Lastly, there was a letter.
Jesse put the crown note into his wallet and then opened the letter.
"This is all you receive from us. We had paid two months rent in advance. This is the last help you get from us..." Jesse crumbled the paper, opened the cabinet, and tossed it into the garbage can. "Piece of shit."
He slammed the cabinet shut and walked to the sofa. He laid down on the sofa, pulled out his phone, and checked the forums.
After checking out the status of his auction, he was very disappointed. There have been only 100 crowns bid so far. It was a lot of money for some, but Jesse had bigger ambitions.
"Not nearly enough..." He pocketed the phone and scratched his hair. "I need to go buy food..."
He turned to the side and looked at the wheelchair.
"Not happening. I think I can walk there..." Jesse sat up and stood up through gritted teeth. He looked at the cast on his right arm and slowly removed it.
After removing it, he tossed it away and rubbed his shoulder gently. There was still some pain left, but it was bearable.
"I don't know where the nearest convenience store is..." Jesse took out his phone again to check the location of the nearest convenience store. After a minute, he found it and was pleasantly surprised that it was only a five minute walk there.
"I have to agree. They chose a good apartment location. The hospital is nearby, and so is the nearest convenience store." He patted his pockets, ensuring that his keys were there, and then left the apartment. This time, he locked the door.
After checking the GPS, he headed towards the convenience store. After exactly five minutes, he arrived at the convenience store. It was a small shop with only one clerk behind the counter.
The front of the shop had two tables, both filled with elderly men playing cards and drinking tea.
The clerk was a young woman who looked like she had just graduated from high school. She was wearing a white apron, a long-sleeved shirt, and black tight trousers. Her hair was brown and tied into a bun.
"Welcome." She greeted the new customer. Her voice was pleasant to listen to, and her smile was quite bright. It looked like she enjoyed working here.
"Hello." Jesse nodded to the clerk and walked to the food aisle. He planned to purchase some ready-made food, which he could just heat up in the microwave. Making food wasn't very easy with his condition, but he was sure he could do it if he wanted to.
However, he was already starting to feel a little bit of hunger.
'I'll purchase enough food for tomorrow too. I can't start making food because it takes time, and I don't have time to waste.
'I still need to play Martial Online, and I will most likely be starving every time I log out. So, microwave food is better now, even though it isn't the healthiest thing.'
Jesse picked up anything that looked somewhat delicious and then walked to the counter to pay for it all.
Chapter 56 New Apartment "Mr. Kraham, if you are confident that you aren't feeling any pain and are able to live your life normally, then I don't see a reason why you wouldn't be able to leave now." The doctor said while checking the x-ray results. The pictures showed multiple fractures in the left hand; all fingers were broken, and skin was torn off badly. The right shoulder was broken as well, but it wasn't as bad as before, as if it had magically healed overnight. It was still possible to use the right arm; that's why the doctor was confident in letting Jesse leave. "Thank you." Jesse nodded. He didn't want to spend even one second longer in this stuffy hospital. "A taxi should be awaiting you outside. Try not to exercise or do anything physically demanding for several weeks. Because of your condition, those fractures might not heal if you don't rest." "I understand." Jesse said, then bid his farewells and left the hospital room with his wheelchair being pushed by a sweet-looking nurse. She pulled him all the way to the front yard, where a taxi was waiting. After getting on the taxi, Jesse felt his phone buzzing in his back pocket. He pulled it out and saw a message from his father. The message didn't have anything except an address for his new apartment. 'You don't want to even take me there personally? Well, it doesn't matter.' Jesse pocketed the phone and gave the address to the taxi driver. After that, the engine started roaring, and the car started making its way to his new address. The drive was uneventful, as there was only a ten minute trip to the apartment complex. After the taxi parked in front of the apartment complex, the driver took Jesse's wheelchair out of the trunk and helped him out. Jesse looked at the apartment complex in front of him. He remembered his father's message, and his apartment number should be "3." Pushing the wheelchair forward, Jesse saw stairs that led to the upper floors of the apartment complex. It was impossible for him to climb those stairs with the wheelchair. However, the number of his apartment was quite low, so he expected it to be within street level. Therefore, he rolled past the stairs and checked the apartment numbers as he moved past them. "1... 2... and 3." Jesse turned the wheelchair to face the door of his apartment. He didn't have keys to the apartment and began thinking about whether he should visit the landlord. However, before that, he placed his right hand on the doorhandle and tried opening the door. He expected nothing to happen except the sound of the door being locked. To his surprise, the door clicked open. 'They left it open.' Jesse thought quickly. 'Let me guess. They visited here, left the key, and decided that this is where they would remove themselves from my life.' The wheels of the wheelchair rolled over the threshold of the doorway. Jesse closed the door behind him and looked at the dimly lit apartment. There was a small living room with a kitchen connected to the same room, one bathroom, and one bedroom. It was a very tiny apartment, but it should be big enough for him. Jesse removed his shoes and tossed them on the floor below the clothes rack. He then rolled to the living room and looked around with a tired expression. His apartment barely had any furniture. There was a sofa, a table, and a rug inside the living room. There weren't even curtains on the windows. When he opened his bedroom door, there was only a wardrobe, a bed, and a small desk. They were taken from his former bedroom. Jesse rolled to the desk, and there was a familiar book on top. His favorite book with a main character named Ambrose. Jesse then put his bag down on the bed and opened it. Inside were spare clothes, his VR headset, a phone charger, and headphones. That was the content of his life. "That is quite sad." He let out a self-mocking laugh and then put his clothes on the wardrobe, his phone charger on the outlet, headphones next to the book, and a VR headset on top of the bed. He then returned to the living room. He checked the refrigerator. It was empty except for some milk and a few eggs. "Ugh, spoiled." Jesse checked the milk and the eggs. They were definitely spoiled. He opened a cabinet, took out the garbage can, and tossed them inside. Then he tossed the can back inside the cabinet and closed the wooden door. "I need to visit the store." Jesse murmured, but then he noticed a bowl on the kitchen desk. He pushed himself up and walked to the bowl. There was a key and an envelope inside the bowl. "A house key, as expected." Jesse laughed and pocketed the key. He then opened the envelope. There were 100 crowns inside. Lastly, there was a letter. Jesse put the crown note into his wallet and then opened the letter. "This is all you receive from us. We had paid two months rent in advance. This is the last help you get from us..." Jesse crumbled the paper, opened the cabinet, and tossed it into the garbage can. "Piece of shit." He slammed the cabinet shut and walked to the sofa. He laid down on the sofa, pulled out his phone, and checked the forums. After checking out the status of his auction, he was very disappointed. There have been only 100 crowns bid so far. It was a lot of money for some, but Jesse had bigger ambitions. "Not nearly enough..." He pocketed the phone and scratched his hair. "I need to go buy food..." He turned to the side and looked at the wheelchair. "Not happening. I think I can walk there..." Jesse sat up and stood up through gritted teeth. He looked at the cast on his right arm and slowly removed it. After removing it, he tossed it away and rubbed his shoulder gently. There was still some pain left, but it was bearable. "I don't know where the nearest convenience store is..." Jesse took out his phone again to check the location of the nearest convenience store. After a minute, he found it and was pleasantly surprised that it was only a five minute walk there. "I have to agree. They chose a good apartment location. The hospital is nearby, and so is the nearest convenience store." He patted his pockets, ensuring that his keys were there, and then left the apartment. This time, he locked the door. After checking the GPS, he headed towards the convenience store. After exactly five minutes, he arrived at the convenience store. It was a small shop with only one clerk behind the counter. The front of the shop had two tables, both filled with elderly men playing cards and drinking tea. The clerk was a young woman who looked like she had just graduated from high school. She was wearing a white apron, a long-sleeved shirt, and black tight trousers. Her hair was brown and tied into a bun. "Welcome." She greeted the new customer. Her voice was pleasant to listen to, and her smile was quite bright. It looked like she enjoyed working here. "Hello." Jesse nodded to the clerk and walked to the food aisle. He planned to purchase some ready-made food, which he could just heat up in the microwave. Making food wasn't very easy with his condition, but he was sure he could do it if he wanted to. However, he was already starting to feel a little bit of hunger. 'I'll purchase enough food for tomorrow too. I can't start making food because it takes time, and I don't have time to waste. 'I still need to play Martial Online, and I will most likely be starving every time I log out. So, microwave food is better now, even though it isn't the healthiest thing.' Jesse picked up anything that looked somewhat delicious and then walked to the counter to pay for it all.
