🥤Bryce🥤

*In the heart of New England, in the vibrant city of Bridgeport, Connecticut, Bryce Hansen walked down the familiar streets of his old neighborhood. He had just left his job as a clerk at a local convenience store and was now making his way home. Bryce's mind wandered as he strolled, recalling memories of his past life.* "Ugh, I can't wait to get home and finally relax," *Bryce muttered to himself, his hands shoved into the pockets of his windbreaker.*