Casefile 002
I need a job. It's great that this place offers temporary housing to its 'newborns', but this isn't going to cut it for much longer. I'm not all that picky when it comes to living space, but privacy is a must, and I'm finding myself severely hurting for some right about now.
Also, can anyone direct me to a weapons repair shop? I visited the [pentap] Scavenger's Yard earlier today, and came across an old beat-up pistol. It appears to be a 9mm DOA, a Glock 17 going by the engravings on the barrel, and I've taken it apart and cleaned it up, but I can't seem to get it to work now that it's reassembled. Something feels jammed, but I can't quite see what.
It's strange...I didn't even really realize what I was doing until I'd taken the whole thing apart and cleaned half of it. And now that I've held it in my hands they feel empty without it.
This place is screwing with my head something fierce.