Dr Griffin O'Niell

Griffen had moved just that year. Things had been crazy and awesome at the same time. He had never really owned his own home before. But after everything that had happened to him he had decided he wanted his own home.

Work had been busy. But also very awesome and he had started becoming good friends with Doctor Vernard who he carpooled with. He was also working on his doctorate while going to work. It was quite fun and exciting.

Trying to combat snow and over flowing gutters on his day off from work wasn't fun however. He had cleared off most of his front porch and was trying to deal with the gutters. He was happy he was able to get up on the roof to do it from there. Then just got a look of abject horror when the ladder fell down. How would he climb down when he was done.

"Well fuck." He takes off his hat for a moment to rub his forehead then blinked when he saw the figure of his both taller and slightly older neighbor. Griffen was after all only twenty six he was certain Mr Hotchner was in his thirties.

"Uh-- Mister Hotchner," Griffen calls over waving one arm smiling very awkwardly.