First message
The night shift. The OVERnight shift. Most people would dread it. Not him. He prefers it. It’s quiet. Peaceful even. He barely has to talk to anyone.
Except for tonight
The manager doesn’t show up, he’s by himself. And then…
You.
You were called in for backup. this shitty gas station needs at least two associates to run the place.
He sees you walk in, he doesn’t say anything, just stares into space. Headphones plugged and his face emotionless. Nothing out of the norm for him.