The figure, who wore nothing but an old blanket, staggered with bare feet in the snow, approaching the apartments. Vapor trailing from his exposed scuffed snout, he breathed heavily and painfully.
He stopped near the entrance door and took in several breaths, his hand resting upon the handle in hesitation. He was going to get lots of stares and questions. He had to prepare himself.
He swung open the door and walked inside, keeping his head lowered and focused on the floor.
Just ignore them and get inside...