Catch me if I fall

Karamel's P.O.V

"Danke." (Thank you.) I said to the taxi driver, paying him as my dad recived the luggage. He tipped his hat at me, got in the taxi and drove away.
I turned back around to see my dad carry his suitcase up to the stairs. I looked up and finally got to see how fucking tall these highrises were. Holy friggin' shit.

"Hurry the fuck up." My dad growled at me, already on the 5th step. I grabbed my backpack and shit and began walking.

The stairwells stunk of piss and shit. I'm guessing the reason it smells like this is because there are no bathrooms in the stairwells, which means if you have to piss or take a shit, you do it out here so you don't wet yourself on the way up. We had already gone up at least 5 flights of stairs and we still weren't there yet. Fuck.

"How high are we going exactly?" I asked. My dad grunted and said, "4 more flights." Fuck. I'm already tired as fuck and we still hve 4 more flights.

After what seemed to be forever, we finally made it to a door. My dad put his stuff down and took a small key with a little tag that read 'Komplex #72' and opened the door.

The first thing that I noticed was the walls. They were a painted a light brown with random splotches of dark brown. Ewww... the next thing I noticed was the carpet. Oh God, the carpet. It was black and brown with dirt. It make me cringe as soon as I saw it. There was already furniture inside and it looked decent so that was fine.

I took my things and walked inside. It somhow managed too look even uglier. It was a pretty big apartment. 4 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms and decent sized kitchen and livingroom. As I roamed around my new home, I heard my dad call out, "Pick whatever room you want, just make sure it's not near mine."
I finally decided on a medium sized room near the back of the apartment that had a small bathroom in it. There wasn't a bed, just a small couch. I put my backpack on the couch and opened up my suitcase to begin to settle down.
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I finished in about 20 minutes and walked into the living room. My dad was sitting in the living room and I approachedhim to ask him a question.

"Can I go buy somethings to clean this place up...?" I asked.

"Whatever." He said, walking away.

I got my phone and walked out, scared to see what this city would be like alone.
Once I made it down 10 flights of stairs, I looked across the street and saw a small shopping center. There was only one way to get in, which was a huge gate that was guarded by officers. Looking both ways, I crossed the street and made it to the gate.

One of the officers simply looked at me and said hello, then allowed me to enter by moving out of the way. I smiled, said thank you and started walking towards a small convenience store.

I entered and walked to the back where all the cleaning supplies were and picked up a few things then walked up to the cashier.

He was a tall boy with dark brown hair. He was slim and seemed to be a very happy and smiled to the customers. I stepped up, placed the items on the counter and he smiled at me. He had a nice smile too.

"Hello!" He beamed at me (In German, of course).
"Hello." I said back. He started scanninng items and made conversation with me. He made me laugh quite a lot too.
"Thanks for stopping by." He said, handing me a paper bag consisting of my items. When he did so, I turned around to look behind me when I heard someome come in. I turned back around and he handed me the receipt. I said a final 'goodbye' before walking outside.

Halfway to the gate, I see that he wrote a phone number down and under it was the name 'Kaiser' with a smile.

Notes

Hai! From here on out just imagine everything people say in Karamel's P.O.V is in German. I don't feel like making you guys have to translate it all. ^-^

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