Mortimer Kellan
Mortimer's first week into probably a very long ordeal was just ending he looked around the small apartment, boxes still enacted. It looked like he moved in yesterday. He sighed pressing a lip into the side of his thumb. He looked on his phone a picture of his daughter. He sighed and put his pofhone away before beginning to unpack boxes. He was a single father of a five year old who was living with his mother. He bit his lip and sat on the floor. The apartment wasn't big big the kitchen could be seen fully from the living room. He had to be here.until he caught the infamous murderer that plagued the streets but he had no leads. He sighed setting police documents in a black.container next to the box. He flipped on the tv and turned to the news listening to the rambling of the weather woman. He laid on the floor and listened to the alive complex and streets around him.
Ooc: sorry for the lack of layout and short post I'm on my phone.
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