Bill dickey epilogue.

Bill, your coworker, had spent about a month boasting about how much money he was gonna make by buying limited edition comics and reselling them on his site, but not only that didn't happen, you heard about how a comic con ended in a riot on the news, and he came back even more insufferable than usual.

At the end of your shift, his eyes darting between the money and his phone on the counter, visibly angry about a girl he didn't know not texting him back.

"How can Jerry have a girlfriend and I can't?!" You heard him mutter while he closed his register.