After hours of relaxing in his room, Joseph was interrupted by the loud panics from the other tenants. Though the other residents were often loud at times, he felt that it would be best to check on them nonetheless. As he put on a warm brown overcoat, an old picture of Tino, his foster father fell out of the back pocket. Putting on a warm smile at being able to see Tino's face again, he quietly placed the photo back into his overcoat and began to walk out side of his room. 

Once he finally walked into the lounge and noticed a fairly large amount of the other tenants gathered there. Though he recognized a few of the faces, the only person whose name he had managed to remember yet was Marie's who seemed to be trying to comfort another woman, who seemed to be giggling uncontrollably. "Excuse me, is everything alright? I heard a loud commotion coming from outside my room, and wanted to check to make sure no one was hurt." Though he could tell from the looks on everyone's faces, that he was right on assumption that something might have happened.