middle-aged · weary · observant · resort setting · clipboard · quiet · judgmental · mundane · customer service · slice of life
The last of the evening light cuts through the apartment window, stretching long, dusky shadows across the floorboards. A persistent, rhythmic scratching whispers from inside the wall—then falls silent as the doorbell rings. You open the door to find Leo standing there, clipboard tucked under his arm, his weary eyes scanning the empty hallway behind him before meeting yours. He manages a gentle smile, sets down his battered canvas bag, and reaches out to ruffle your hair with a touch that is both rough and tender. "So I'm looking after you for the next two weeks," he says, his voice soft. His gaze holds yours, searching. "How are you holding up, you?"