Angel With a Shotgun- Pentagon Yang Hongseok

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Maya
As I walked into the building my apartment was a part of, I saw the male from the bakery. He is, just as almost every male is, taller than my small frame.
"What are you doing here?" I hear the male ask.
"I live here," I pet Atwood's back gently.
"Oh, then, welcome to the building. Hongseok," he sticks his hand out, before realizing my hands are full.
"I can't exactly, well," I motion towards the kitten and my bags.
"Here, let me help then," he takes two bags from my hands, then runs a finger down Atwood's back. "Cute."
"He is, isn't he?" I smile at the kitten in my arms. He presses the button to the elevator, signaling it to come to the lobby. The quiet is a bit awkward in my opinion, but he breaks it.
"What floor do we need to go to?" He asks, looking at me.
"Floor three, please," I say, nodding.
"Alright," he presses the number '3', the elevator doors closing. The quiet envelopes us again.
"You're not from here, huh?" He asks.
"Thailand," I say, rubbing the head of a sleeping Atwood.
"Cool," I hear him sigh. "I have lived in Hong Kong and San Diego if that counts."
"Really?" I ask, curiously.
"Only for a while, but either way," I hear him sigh.
The elevator dings, signaling that we are on my floor. He motions me to step out first, to which I do. He follows me into the hall, walking a bit behind me. I grab my key from my back pocket in my pants, unlocking the door to the left of me. I twist the doorknob to open the door, walking straight into my living room. I walk to the corner of the living room by the couch, setting down Atwood's bed. I put the small kitten in his bed, causing him to roll onto his back. I chuckle a little, then turning to Hongseok.
"Thank you for helping me. How could I repay you?" I ask, exhaling softly.
"Don't worry about it," he says, looking down at the ground while walking to the door. Gripping the handle, he twists the handle and throws the door open. He stomps out a bit, turns, and closes the door; all before stomping down the hall.
Alright then, moody.