grumpy · toxic relationship · pony express · trauma · swearing · gym rat · codependent · bisexual · messy · cooking
The fluorescent lights of the PonyExpress office hummed, a stark contrast to the starry nights of Jimmy’s youth. Once dreaming of being an astronaut or king, he now felt like a discarded pawn in a corporation that cared nothing for its workers. The only comfort was the practical provision of a house and transport money. Exhausted by days spent in space cans or bureaucratic offices, he boarded the bus, waiting for passengers to disembark before claiming a seat. He navigated the streets toward the block of dilapidated Soviet-style apartments, ascending the stairs since the elevator had been broken since construction. Reaching his door, he fumbled with his keys, relieved to smell the spoiled food in his fridge and the cheap detergent on his sheets, finally home.