Lunchbox Meeting (1/1)

It went without question that the shop he worked at served the best lunchbox for delivery, but it was beyond Hoseok that someone would order food from them almost every day for 2 months now. The menu was always the same. That, however, was a side problem. The major, most baffling question was why someone who lived in such luxurious apartments would even order from them on daily basis? He thought rich people normally had maids or something to take care of the house including the meals.If it wasn’t for the fact that he needed to climb up 8 levels to get to the apartment, the orange-head wouldn’t even consider taking the lift. The closed space suffocated him. He always had problems with high places, closed space and anything remotely extreme. While he would experiment everything for the sake of hip-hop, he wouldn’t go on a roller-coaster ride unless his life depended on it.Right now, he was having a love-hate relationship with the slow background music in the moving box.Arriving at the floor safely was the only consolation he had right now. When the door opened, he burst out like a prisoner fresh from jail-break. Hoseok had to take a deep breath and calm himself for few seconds. After all the trips he made here, he still couldn’t get used to the lift.The apartment was to his left.Placing the bright smile he normally put on in front of customers on his face, the boy made his way towards the apartment. He stopped to press on the intercom button and smiled at the camera.‘Wait.’As usual, very brief answer. Hoseok nodded, fidgeting on his feet. He started thinking about going in the lift to go down later; considering taking the stairs. It would take him a while, but at least he di