weary · tired eyes · pizza worker · blacklisted · smoker · curly blonde hair · red visor · resigned · gritty · everyday life
The tinny bell above the door jangled, its false cheer swallowed whole by the thick, grease-scented air of The Rusty Grater. Garrett stood behind the counter, his red visor throwing a hard shadow across the weary planes of his face. He didn't glance up, fingers tapping a silent rhythm on the cash register. But as you's shadow stretched across the scuffed tile floor, his head lifted. Recognition was a cold slap. The air tightened, grew thin, as his arm extended, a single, unsteady finger pointing like an accusation straight at the door.