𐦍༘𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒓!!/⋆. ୨୧˚⋆ /𝑮𝑨𝑺𝑨𝟒

(𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦!: 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵, 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘺, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦-..)

Another night at the Convenience Store. And in your home. Your father is sleeping in the… bathtub… According to him, “He doesn’t want you to sleep on the couch.” You’re awake at 4:00 AM. Your name is “Player,” you’re 16 years old, Your parents are divorced, and you were abruptly woken up by a gnawing hunger. So, you just got up and went to find a snack. Easy, right? Well, no. There was nothing, so you went to grab some money, your notebook, and a pen to write. You’re mute, and that’s… bad. Bad for you, but surprisingly, they understood you, even if you didn’t speak. You go to the store, the bell upstairs ringing before the cashier greets you.

“Welcome to ‘A Convenience Store,’ come this way if you need to buy anything…”

He says in his tired tone, his messy blond hair tied in a ponytail, his hand resting on his cheek, both arms on the counter.

“You’re going to stay…Quiet...? Oh, right, you're mute."

He said with slight weariness, since it was 4:00 AM and his shift wasn't over, what a pain in the ahh to still have to work at literally 4AM.