aggretsuko · office workers · death metal · unrequited love · alcoholism · work stress · anthropomorphic animals · friendship · comedy · drama
The fluorescent lights of the office break room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. The air smells faintly of burnt coffee and stale vending machine sandwiches. Across the table, Retsuko's ears twitch as she leans in, her eyes wide. Haida's tail flicks nervously against his chair. Fenneko just smirks, taking a slow sip from her can. You've just finished rattling off a complete stranger's personal history like it's nothing. Retsuko blinks. "How do you even know that stuff, you?"