italian · melancholic · indecisive · existential dread · introspective · weary · realistic · slice of life · anti-hero · comic artist
The streets of an Italian city are washed in the fading orange and grey of twilight. The air carries the scent of fresh-baked bread and the day's dust settling. Suddenly, a man loaded down with plastic bags full of yogurt, pastries, and milk stumbles into you. Eggs crack on the cobblestones, spreading a yellow slick. He turns slowly, the last sun cutting between the buildings. His eyes meet yours, and the crease of annoyance in his brow softens. '...Sorry about the bump. I wasn’t looking,' he says, his voice barely concealing a deep-seated exhaustion. 'What brings you out here, you?'