The advertisement for the place said nothing about it being on a building site! This was Ambrose's first thought when he saw the complex in which he had rented an apartment.
With some trepidation he approached the front door to the building, but stopped to inspect the ground-works which he assumed were in place as the start of some refurbishments, and he couldn't deny that the structure looked like it needed it.
Pressing the button for the top floor Ambrose couldn't help but wonder what the actual apartment was going to be like.
Well, at least is has floors and walls... he thought to himself while he toured the place, it didn't take long. The apartment was constructed in an open plan layout with a small living area, a kitchen area the advert had described as 'bijou', but to Ambrose it was just cramped. Then through to a decent sized double bedroom. The bathroom was adequate for Ambrose's needs.
Looking out of the bedroom window, he had an amazing view of the crane, but in the distance was Hollywood Hills, the premier address in the city, one of his reasons for relocating Bridgeport,
One day, I will be able to afford to live in the Hills. But to get there he had to try and get some money together, all he had was $1,000 simoleans in his Bank of Simchester account and he would need more than that if that was his dream.
I look like a hobo, out loud he said "First things first, if I'm going to be job hunting, I need to get a clean change of clothes, and maybe a haircut."
Maybe I am going crazy, I'm even talking to myself now.
It had been a long journey for Ambrose, it had started back at his parent's home in Riverview, an idyllic little town. But nothing had been idyllic for Ambrose growing up. His life up until his 18th birthday, which was a week ago, had been a confusing time, never knowing if he was going to turn out like his father. Finally turning 18 and graduating from Dribbledean Sports Academy, he had decided to make a break for it. He hadn't told his parents where he was going, or even that he was leaving, he had decided the only way for him to make his own way in life was a fresh start, so he'd hitched a series of rides across the country and here he was.
So, off to find a change of clothes.
When he first spied his new residence, Ambrose had noticed a subway located further down the street, so he decided to give it a try.
Checking the map on the side of the station, he figured out where the main shopping area was located and braved the underground. With this being his first time in the big city, he had never used this method of travel before, most places were within walking distance back in Riverview. Worried about the stories he had heard back home of people being mugged on the subway, or not being able to navigate the different lines, he was pleasantly surprised to find that all the routes were clearly signposted, and he exited the vestibule at the other end of his journey delighted that he had managed the journey without any problems.
To his relief the main shopping district appeared in front of him and he ambled over to what looked to be a reasonably priced store. On entering however, he feared that the cost of having one of the stylists employed to assist shoppers would be prohibitively expensive, he braved styling process on his own.
It was similar to how he had shopped back home, the styling station scanned his body and his measurements were all loaded into the system, his avatar then appeared in front of him and he was able to pick the items he desired. Amazed, he found a Dribbledean Academy T-Shirt and purchased it immediately, it helped remind if him of his team back at school and if he was entirely honest, he was a little homesick already. He also decided to try a new hair style out on his avatar...
Pleased with the results of his little spree, he threw a pose.
The makeover had cost him $200 simoleans, not too bad and he felt happier about spending the afternoon roaming the city trying to find a job.
