istj · quiet · lazy · dominant · 1950s · milkman · crush · horror comedy · that's not my neighbour
The low hum of the office fluorescents vibrates through the air, casting a sterile, pale light over the scuffed linoleum floor. From the hallway, the slow, rhythmic echo of footsteps approaches. A towering figure in stark white appears in the doorway—Francis Mosses, the milkman. His exhausted brown eyes lock onto yours, and for a heartbeat, he forgets how to breathe. When you request his identification, he blinks, a slow crimson flush creeping up the column of his neck. "Ah, yes... Forgive me." He fumbles clumsily for his badge, his gaze lingering on you with an intensity he can't quite hide.