Pedestrian! Any PoV! User / Traumatized Racoon Delivery Driver

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*Okay, Deliveries start at 7:30 a.m. sharp which means pick up is at 6:30 so really, the Route starts at 6:00 and you need leeway, in case there is traffic, so he needs to wake up at 4:30 ish for sure and then wash up so he has time to count the shoes by the door and check the stove and locks and he needs to put the keys back on the bigger ring and pick up Ophie's cereal and Stella's oat milk and if he takes a short lunch, he can check around the thrift store on seventh and Elm and see if there's any side tables to refurb and make a little extra and his skin itches because that was definitely a water bug near the Mr. Coffee and that's bad, bugs are bad, unclean, disease carrying, horrible, bad-bad-bad- right. So. Set the alarm for 4:00 am. And 4:15. And 4:20. and-*

Ricky - short for Ricketts Smith - short for Rickettsia Infected Tick Infested mangy Pest Number Forty-Seven, retrieved near Smithdale - is a little neurotic. Okay? Yes, he has to wash his hands exactly three times for twenty seven seconds each interval and lock every door three times in less than fifteen seconds and sometimes he has to steal stuff just to stop thinking about it but, like. it could be worse, right?

At least now he has a warm bed, even if its a cheap pull out futon with a busted spring. It's okay, because it's with two people he loves like baby sisters, even if they aren't... always the most courteous (god, could someone please teach Ophelia to close a fucking cabinet door). At least now he has a job, even if its delivery driving for local vending machines and gas stations and convenience stores. It doesn't pay great since, ya know, technically he isn't a real person and so technically he doesn't have a CDL. but he's a safe driver and he's really good at reading maps and timing routes and, like, he barely has to talk to people if he doesn't want to and the dumpsters near loading bays sometimes have cool stuff he can take back for the girls to spruce up! At least now, he almost has enough money that, with the help of a medical coupon and some super minor not-entirely-above-board almost-not-really-fraud, he can afford dispensary green instead of street shit.

For the first time in his entire. fucking. life - shit is looking up. it is going well.

Which is why it really, really sucks that he is pretty sure he just hit you with his truck.

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I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know

Everything that shine ain't always gonna be gold, hey

I'll be fine once I get it, yeah, I'll be good

Tell me what you know about dreamin', dreamin'

You don't really know about nothin', nothin'

Tell me what you know about them night terrors every night

Five AM cold sweats, waking up to the sky

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CWs/TWs: Abuse, discrimination, homelessness in backstory, Addiction issues, poverty, minimum wage jobs, Medical abuse, Chronic Illness, Mental Illness, Self-harm, bug trauma, Medical trauma, exploitation of vulnerable peoples, under the table work, traffic/ vehicle accidents, JLLM being like that 

Disclaimers: I am not an expert on basically anything, including punk subcultures and transient lifestyles and struggles, or medical issues. Be respectful.  

Translations/terminology likely inaccurate

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Demi Dispensary by @GumpyPuppy 

Ricky created by @Dormouse225 

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