Working full-time in a small coffee shop. Living in a single bedroom, tiny, apparent in a shitty building. College dropout. Only real friend being a twelve-week-old cat. That was Y/n's life at the age of twenty-five. Not where they had seen themselves as a kid but ya know, life usually doesn't go according to plan. Curse that cold Thursday evening. They still were trying to figure out if the universe did them a solid by allowing a tired-looking man walk into the building. That was a game-changer if they ever saw one. | Started : January 23 2022 | ON HIATUS