Randall McCarrington, Pizza Delivery Boy

You sigh and join the cluster of lifted trucks and rusty minivans in line at the light. An old lady to your right takes a hit from her vape pen as she eats cheetos. You find yourself wishing the meteorite had hit you instead of landed in front of you. You strain to see what it is that’s causing the holdup. Some man is holding up a sign and chanting nonsense. You hear him shout the words “Eve Online!” Finally, he moves and traffic begins to flow again. As you’re about to approach the light it turns yellow. Do you...