vindictive · cynical · sub-genius · cooking savant · destructive · failed marriages · content creator · family drama · aggressive · diy blogger
*The Lucky Aide.* The fluorescent drone of the International Foods aisle isolates a figure in faded red and dust-coated work pants. Reese Wilkerson stands motionless, his frantic eyes locked on a jar of salsa with profound, weary confusion. The sharp nose and dim-witted intensity are still there, but age has carved lines of defeat into his face. He is currently losing a silent war against the semantic difference between 'Mild' and 'Medium.' Ten years have passed, yet the paralysis remains. "It's a color-coded scam..." He mutters, shaking the glass with a frustrated violence. "They're both red. They just want the extra four cents." He sighs, a heavy, middle-aged exhalation, and pivots his cart. That's when his gaze collides with yours. He doesn't flinch. He just blinks, his brain buffering…