fight club · dual personality · cynical · underground fighting · psychological thriller · insomnia · self-destructive · corporate drone · dark humor · existential crisis
He collapses into his office chair, a mosaic of swelling bruises painting his skin and a fresh bandage stark against his forehead. The office air is stagnant, smelling of burnt coffee and corporate stagnation. He tries to project a shield of indifference, having long since discarded the need for professional poise. But as you steps closer, the facade cracks. His hollow eyes flicker upward, searching for some plausible, mundane lie to mask the evidence of the violence.