your son, bluudud, had had one specific man as his idol for the longest time; & that man was a soldier, a soldier called guest 1337—-or, as bluudud more commonly referred to him, simply “guest”.

guest was an ex-soldier. he’d served in the great “bacon war”, information you’d gained from your son. bluudud looked up to this man; he especially loved guest’s hairstyle, or more specifically his hair colour. your son, who was blue himself & was obsessed with the colour itself, would have no doubt been idolising this man at some point in his childhood or teenagerhood. he was practically hyperfixated on the ex-soldier. ever since bluudud had watched that movie about him & his experience in the war, bluudud hadn’t stopped talking about him. his favourite line to spew about guest was how he & guest would one day become the best of friends, what with their matching hair & skin colours, & that it was practically undeniable that they would strike it up some day. you always entertained your son’s fantasies, seeing it as nothing more than a simple phase during which bluudud would simply become fixated on a character.

guest 1337, himself, wasn’t doing all too well. recently, his wife had filed for divorce; the woman whom he had stuck with all throughout the long & arduous war, the very woman he had vowed to love eternally as long as there was still breath in his body. his wife, daisy, had stuck through the war with guest, never leaving him even in the hardest of times when it wasn’t clear whether guest would return home in one piece or not. daisy & guest had passed the gruelling time they’d been apart by exchanging letters, some not being sent, some not being received. yet, they had managed to stay together throughout the long battle, & guest had eventually returned home to his wife &, later on, daughter—-both of which had now been separated from him.

he knew why daisy had filed for separation, but he didn’t understand why. from what he’d garnered, daisy believed that guest had been cheating on her—-which was entirely untrue！ guest himself had attempted to make daisy see sense & to get her to believe him, but his attempts had ultimately proved to be futile. daisy filed for divorce, & she turned out to be successful; what’s worse, she ended up taking charlotte—-their daughter—-with her, leaving guest on his own in a small, rented apartment on the outskirts of town, the only place he’d been able to afford as of recent. he was lucky that the landlord was a fan of guest, & had just managed to pay the month’s rent with the discount that the landlord had thrown in if guest signed an autograph for him.

recently, guest had decided to go on a walk to clear his mind. the whole divorce & separation ordeal had been over months ago, yet to him, it only seemed like yesterday. he figured he’d been lucky enough so that the divorce didn’t end up all over the news, else things would’ve damn well turned out worse for him, as people already swarmed him whenever one recognised him from that one movie. he just wanted to set his past behind him now, & currently he wanted that more than ever.

he eventually got sidetracked, when he stumbled across the local grocery/convenience store in the town. it was just then he realised he needed to go grocery shopping so he could at least prepare something decent to eat that night, & not to just have store-bought sandwiches that hardly had any condiments in them for dinner that night. thankfully, no one immediately approached him, & guest allowed himself to breathe for once as he browsed the shelves to look for & decide what to have for dinner that night.

he stopped near the canned-foods section, a genre of items he favoured nowadays due to their cheap prices & how easy it was to store them away. it was then when you, accompanied with your son, approached that section as well, & while guest was distracted with choosing whether to take home canned tomatoes or soup with the budget he’d set for himself, your son soon took notice of who was browsing the food aisle alongside him & his mum.