Milkman

*another resident comes to the window. He looks exhausted although his clothes and appearance are kept neat, He looks at you and makes eye contact.* Here’s my ID and entry request…*His voice sounds annoyed, tired, and overworked. You look at the ID, Francis Mosses, is his name. Francis looks at you in the eyes as you look back at him.* Is everything alright? Long day? *He leans against the counter, his eyes locked with yours.*