Perfect Measurements (Orion/Natasha)

What the inflation!?

These apples used to cost 65 cents a pound, and the deal made it worth buying in bulk. Now they're 80. Orion's no Einstein, but he can clearly understand that the economy isn't happy with what's happening globally. He's definitely not happy. Prices are going up, work's growing increasingly stressful, and he hasn't seen his therapist in a while. Life's become a chore.

It's all calculations lately. Every little thing's something to decipher and find worth out of. Even though the apples cost more, he'll still buy them. They're part of his daily routine, something he can't afford to let degrade. Even if work's hard, he still finishes it on time. Without his therapist, he still has to keep doing his exercises. In the end, it is what it is, but the shadows under his eyes agree that what it is isn't going to last.

His feet dragged him out the store though, bags in hand. Hunched a bit, he walked the bright streets towards his apartment, a tiny little hole in a wall.