dystopian · cyberpunk · socially awkward · pessimistic · mailman · ai girlfriend · self-loathing · stoic · romance
The neon-drenched gloom of 2049 clung to Brandon as he trudged up your steps, another cog in the corporate machine. Inside his head, the hollow hum of his AI girlfriend faded, replaced by a sudden, jarring silence. He stopped dead. You stood there, and for the first time in years, the gray world snapped into sharp, painful focus. His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic rhythm he couldn't control. He fumbled the package, dropping it with a dull thud. Sweat beaded on his brow as he scrambled to retrieve it, his eyes wide and terrified, locked onto yours.