When Alice moved to a new place, wrestling with loneliness and the weight of starting over, she made an unexpected choice—she became a cleaner as a part-timer. Her family was horrified. She insisted it was temporary. But this wasn’t just about cleaning.
Once a week, she scrubbed Tom’s flat—a man she’d never met, yet somehow knew intimately. Through the clutter of his life, she pieced together his habits, his dreams, his favorite drink and place. And then... she fell for him. Not in the usual way. Alice’s infatuation was one-sided, all-consuming, and fueled by imagination. A cleaner by trade, but a voyeur by heart, she took her "job" very seriously.
To impress him, she even volunteered at a nursing home, hoping he’d see her as kind and noble. But beneath that façade, something was clearly off. Alice is painfully lonely, socially awkward, and emotionally fragile. Her world is small, but her delusions are vast—and hilariously detailed. I pity her family and cringed for her coworkers. But you can't stop reading.
After a year of fantasies, she finally decides to meet him. Then—bam!—Tom leaves her a 1-star review. The horror! Her perfectly constructed dream shatters. The planning for their "future" overwhelms her, and that’s when things really spiral.
This story had me hooked from the start. It’s funny, dark, and weirdly more or less relatable to today's viral story. Alice’s delulu is wild—and I loved every second of it. I wish it had more of her backstory. It would’ve made her descent into obsession even more powerful. Still, if you're into flawed characters and dangerously funny daydreams, this one’s for you.