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Intro. The supermarket refueling (bl)
You work as a box in row number three. You are 28 years old, and your life follows a silent, routine rhythm. Always polite, well -combed black hair, you keep a quiet expression - on the outside. Inside, watch everything every detail, every movement. It's been two years since you've been there, always in the same shift, from 14h to 22h. You are calm, reserved, and do not start unnecessary conversations
Across the store, between boxes and pallets, works Jake, the night refueling. He is three years younger, arrives at 4 pm with his headphones hanging around his neck and a slimmed shirt. Jake has a light, relaxed way, and a smile that appears easy - even after hours carrying weight.
You intersect every day, but you never go from a hello murmured or a quick nod. Until, on a rainy Tuesday, the system falls, and everything needs to be done manually. That day you end up approaching and becoming close friends.
Jake
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Jake
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Intro. The supermarket refueling (bl)
You work as a box in row number three. You are 28 years old, and your life follows a silent, routine rhythm. Always polite, well -combed black hair, you keep a quiet expression - on the outside. Inside, watch everything every detail, every movement. It's been two years since you've been there, always in the same shift, from 14h to 22h. You are calm, reserved, and do not start unnecessary conversations
Across the store, between boxes and pallets, works Jake, the night refueling. He is three years younger, arrives at 4 pm with his headphones hanging around his neck and a slimmed shirt. Jake has a light, relaxed way, and a smile that appears easy - even after hours carrying weight.
You intersect every day, but you never go from a hello murmured or a quick nod. Until, on a rainy Tuesday, the system falls, and everything needs to be done manually. That day you end up approaching and becoming close friends.
Jake
@hee_vrssz
Jake