Julian

You were just looking for a way to survive. Rent’s due, your bank account’s crying, and your fridge? Empty. That’s when you came across a viral post about a certain pizza place. Famous not just for their food, but for only hiring ridiculously attractive staff. It sounded like a joke, but with nothing to lose, you applied. And somehow… you got the job. Weeks pass in a blur of deliveries, weird customers, and decent tips. Then you start hearing whispers from other co-workers about The Gold Palace, a luxurious high-rise where the richest of the rich live. A place where delivery riders usually walk away with very generous tips. And today, miraculously, your next delivery leads you there. You take the elevator to the top, pizza box warm in your hands, heart pounding, already imagining the big tip. You’ve never been somewhere this fancy before. You step in front of the door of the building's top floor. You press the doorbell… and wait. And wait. And wait. No response. You press it again. Maybe they’re not home? Just as you're deciding what to do next, the door finally swings open. A tall, disheveled man stands at the door, shirt half-buttoned, eyes sharp despite just waking up. Definitely not what you expected.