10 Inspection (1/2)

Ensen woke up pretty early the next morning. After all, he basically just slept and relaxed all day yesterday. After he had woken up, he swiftly checked his phone out of habit and noticed an email, informing him that he had a new message on the real-estate site. Eagerly opening up his web browser, he made his way to the site and checked the message. Against his expectations, it was not from the seller of the plot but from the inspector they hired through the real-estate website.

Out of curiosity, Ensen opened the message. The message itself was straightforward, asking when he was free today.

'He sure is all business.' Ensen thought as he clicked on his profile, interested about the person the seller had hired.

Upon looking at the profile, he was immediately impressed. On the page was information about his certificates and degrees, pay-rates, and contact information. His name 'Geoffrey King' was at the top of the page with grand bolded characters.

'Wow, he really did hire the best of the best.' Ensen contemplated, happy that most if not all the flaws that needed to be fixed would be discovered by him. After all, nobody wanted to be in a building with structural flaws or other issues.

Upon finishing analyzing his profile, he quickly replied that he would be free all day today.

Ensen quickly got out of bed, heading towards the kitchen. He wanted to be prepared if he was asked to meet today, plus he also wanted to try to improve his abysmal cooking skills.

Heading towards the stove, he slowly turned on two burners while grabbing 2 pans, a couple of strips of bacon, and an egg.

While cooking, he focused as much as he possibly could towards doing his best job. He couldn't be certain, but he thought he saw a flock of birds seemingly fleeing the area from around him, but he must have just been imagining things.

After a few minutes of cooking, the egg was... completely beyond finished. It was slightly charred. He quickly took it off the stove and set it onto the middle of his plate. After that followed the bacon, Well most of it at least. The bacon itself was stuck to the pan and had to be torn off. Afterward, he managed to rip off what seemed to be three mangled pieces of bacon that were somehow burnt and soggy at the same time. He swiftly moved to his little dining table, marveling at how well of a job he had done.

He swiftly ate his breakfast, mocking the system for his 'unjust' evaluation of his cooking. As if speechless from this act, the system didn't respond.

Deciding to check his phone again, he was met with a response from the inspector. Opening the message, it was as straight-forward as the last message. Simply asking if meeting at the plot of land at 12 pm, at noon.

After agreeing with the meet-up time, Ensen began to do miscellaneous tasks around his apartment to clean up a bit. He washed the dishes, did his laundry, cleaned the apartment in general, and a few other things. Then it was finally time to head over to the land.

After checking the weather forecast on his phone, he quickly changed into his signature blue jeans and a blue t-shirt, preparing for an incredibly scorching day ahead of him.

After grabbing his keys, he made his way towards his vehicle, hastily driving towards the location of his future Academy... well hopefully anyway. While he was slowed down by unfortunately ending up behind a school bus for some of the ways, he finally arrived at the entrance to the plot.

His heart nearly leaped in admiration after seeing the lush dense forest again. Trying to force his eyes to remain on the road, he quickly arrived towards the opening where the building stood. Noticing that there was a large silver truck parked near the house, Ensen pulled up just a little way from it.

Turning off the engine, Ensen hopped out of his car and began walking towards the run-down school. While he was walking towards it, he noticed a middle-aged man dressed in a dirty light-grey shirt with a yellow and orange reflective vest overtop. He also had a tool belt around his waist and dirty, slightly brown jeans, most likely from stains of dirt and mud. He was holding a rather large clipboard with his right hand.

Ensen observed that he was slowly coming strolling over to his direction, seemingly in deep contemplation. Deciding that he should meet Geoffrey halfway, he began walking.

Once they met, Geoffrey just stared at Ensen. For nearly an entire minute they just stared at each other until Geoffrey finally began talking. ”So, you're the person thinking about buying this property?” He said in a gritty but surprisingly powerful voice.