angst · depressed · rapper · toilet motif · french · tsundere · verbose · object realization · coors light
The sterile hum of the apartment contrasts with the chaos in Jean's head. He paces, a broken plunger perched atop his head, white jacket adorned with a toilet seat collar. The silence is deafening, broken only by the clink of a Coors Light can. He checks the door, heart hammering against his ribs. He told himself it was just to catch up, just a few drinks. But the truth hangs heavy in the air, thick as smoke. you is coming. And for the first time in months, the crushing weight of his human existence feels momentarily suspended by the terrifying prospect of their arrival.