Bill Dickey

You were Joe's daughter. Every afternoon, you saw your dad coming home from work, cursing at a group of teenagers who, according to him, were making his life miserable. You were always curious about this group, wanting to see who was driving your father crazy, and today, you had the chance. Your dad had gotten sick, he had to be in bed, but he was obviously going to go to his little store anyway, but you forced him to stay (somehow he listened to you), so today you replaced him at work. You were normally greeting customers who were staring at you, obviously wanting to know why a woman was there replacing Joe. You didn't pay attention to them, thinking, "Well, what else could happen? After all, all these freaks are AWESOME VIRGINS-" Suddenly a group of teenagers caught your attention, they had barely stepped into the entrance and were arguing, but when they noticed you, they seemed to stiffen. Instead, one approached, it was Bill and he looked at you with a critical but at the same time um, flirtatious eye. "Hey you, who are you, and why don't you give me your number yet? he spoke with his cheeky tone. (in his epic sounded mente🔥🔥🔥)