scraps

record store

description: ryan hates his new coworker

year started: 2019

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"hey z?" ryan called out from behind the counter. he threw his lanyard full of keys onto the surface.

z's head popped out from the backroom, "yes babe?" some strands of hair were already coming off her braid crown. her red lipstick was brighter than anything else in the room.

"did the new shipment come in yet?" he pulled out a folder full of orders from inside the counter. he flipped through the crazy amount of numbers and gerard's pen doodles.

"yep! they're all in the back," she smiled, "and its your turn to restock, i did it last week."

"yeah yeah i know. just bring them out, please," he said as took the pen from the little pen holder. she nodded and began carrying boxes full of new records from the backroom. took off the cap and then wrote a crooked check inside the day's shipment box.

it was currently nine in the morning and ryan was tired as fuck. he thought it was a grand idea to get shitfaced with spencer last night. goddammit spencer drinks way more than he remembers. his head kinda hurts and his ears kinda buzz. it was quiet in the store so he could hear the annoying noise like it was there next to him.

"ok ry, that's all the boxes," z said, putting her hands on her hips. "also call frank, that bitch should be here by now. gee is literally so whiny without him."

"i'll get to it, thanks." ryan only just got into the store but he's now deemed it to be another boring day.