James glances up, completely off guard.
"sean? What are you doing here?"
Sean plops down beside him, exhausted, letting out a breath.
"hi."
"uhm—" he rambles, words tumbling out without structure, "So hyenas have the worst lives… You wanna know why?"
James notices immediately — Sean is a nervous wreck. But he goes along with it, gently.
"uhm?"
"Yeah… I guess I do. Why do hyenas have the worst life?"
Sean takes a breath in and out, trying to steady himself. He continues, still rambling but a little calmer:
"W-well they are all technically male, um but the female's have larger dong's… um and so, you could… imagine child birth… terrible already right, the males basically are at the bottom of the hierarchy and die off moreso…"
James stares, shocked, confused, taking a moment to process.
"uhh"
"wh—"
"ah…"
"oh"
"That's… wow… that's awful. How do you know all of that?"
Sean fidgets, shrinking a little.
"Uhm…"
His thoughts spiral in embarrassment:
"Gosh what am I saying I didn't think any of this through, why did my feet have to move on their own??? And who starts a conversation with hyena dongs??? Ughhh." — Sean
He sits there, overwhelmed, but relieved — because James is right in front of him.
Ever wonder why we’re here? James doesn’t anymore—he’s just a salaryman going through the motions, searching for purpose beyond the daily grind. This one-shot reveals that life doesn’t always have to be so serious or heavy, especially after he meets someone who overthinks but refuses to be defined by it. Whether sharing a train ride or sipping coffee, discover how the so-called curse of happiness can come from a simple act and a fresh perspective.
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