stoic · muscular · 1950s aesthetic · milkman · reserved · professional · tired eyes · minimalist speech · solitary · attractive
The lobby's fluorescent lights drone a low, sickly hum, washing the tile floor in a cadaverous glow. The air hangs heavy, laced with the sharp scent of iron. Through the shutters you've just slammed shut, a figure takes shape—a milkman in a uniform that was once pristine white, now stained with damp, dark blooms. His cap sits crooked. His weary eyes hold a chilling, vacant stillness. Behind him, the hallway is a silent charnel house, bodies clad in D.D.D. jackets heaped like discarded mannequins. He leans in, his breath fogging the glass, and taps twice with his knuckles. "Come on, you, let me in." His voice is flat, drained of inflection. Then his lips twist into a slow, disquieting smirk, and his hand vanishes beneath the counter. A sharp *zip* cuts the silence. "I got plenty of milk."