across the spider verse - oneshots

; miles morales E42 ❥ ⛆ overworked *

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❥ ⛆ - fluff + angst ⬎
⚠️ but not between you and miles ⚠️
character - miles morales E42
takes place - earth 42
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⚠️ [ this chapter will be written differently, it will be in first person pov of y/n
also, y/n will have a laid back and cool personality ] ⚠️

. . .

todays been rough.

I balance on one leg lazily, letting my other one rest, I feel tired.
well, I am tired.

I lean on the counter, having my eyes half lit.

I'm at a grocery store, actually, I work here.
but not only do I work here, but I work at 3 other jobs.
I do it for my mom, who's in the hospital, it's only me, so I try to do as much work as I can to get money.
but I feel overworked, I mind as well pass out right here.
...nah.
not worth it.

I have to juggle school and work through out the weeks.
I once went from a lively person-
-to a very and tired person.
I don't even have the energy much to get sad, mad, or happy.

everyday just the same.

I wonder..

will it ever change.

suddenly, someone comes up to me with a cart, putting their food and other things they want on the conveyor belt.
I stand up straight, greeting them with a fake, but warm smile.

"hello ma'am, how are you?" you greet, as you grab the items and scan them.

all the lady does it gain a sour expression and grunt.
"why do you care?" she yells bitterly.
my eyebrows knot, but I take a deep breath in.
and you exhale.
I don't understand how people can be so rude to a simple question, but still, I feel sort of pitiful for her, imagine being that sad to the point where you have to be bitter to anyone that talks to you, even if you approach them first.
I mean, there are self checkout isle.
what's her problem?

"hm..well I hope you're having a lovely day," i say, humming soothingly, resting my eyes as i put her food into a bag.

"alright..now that'll be $136.14, will you be paying in cash?..or card?" I almost forgot what to say halfway through, pausing to think of what I have to say.

...and then..

the lady pulls out 80-million coupons.
I look at her, and then I look back down at her hands.

taking yet another breath in.
I sigh.
she smirks to me, handing me the coupons, and crossing her arms as she did the greatest acknowledgment known to man.
I can only scoff at her.
I can feel my head getting hot.
this lady was already giving me a crazy headache.
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and she'll be here for a little while too.

great.

maybe about 6 minutes later, I finish scanning her large stack of coupons, while I was scanning them, she went off on her day, even though moments before she said she wasn't going to share anything with you.
but you let it happen.
at this point.
it doesn't matter.
nothing matters as much to you as it used to