Hot sugar // strevin / candybats

New Guy

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Candy store

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Another day, another pain

That's the candy guy's motto, everyday is such an excruciating issue for him and his health. Didn't they say that leave the things you hate?

But he can't do that, it's a job. He can't casually abandon it. That's where his money-no, life hang before his head

He chuckled, thinking of a dark joke he thought. zoning out with his hand on his cheek

Man

He stretched and groaned, scratching the back of his neck and looking at the time

It's so boring in here, better than being around some spoiled kids

He hoped that no one will bother him at this hour, it's a good thing that it's nighttime. Can he close this early?

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Maybe he can, he's the owner of this store. No one will stop him

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The sound of the keys cling as he made his way out of that horrible sweet air, he whistled a tune in satisfaction as he tossed the keys in the air

His intention is to catch it...but failed miserably when the object landed on his head

He cringed at the pain and also cringed at himself, no one noticed that. Right?

Kevin looked around, all he can see is the outlines of pitch black surroundings. The only source of light is the post that bought life to a white bulb with moths surrounding it

Anxiousness creeps towards him, he looked behind him as he reach his back neck in defense

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He's just paranoid, that's all

Sighing at his stupidness, his hands made its way to his pocket. slouching his posture and wearing his known monotone face while walking to his bitter home

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Another day, another...pain

Kevin sighed longly, stretching his whole body and now occupying the cashier table..Rick? who recently employed at this store. Looking at him with understanding in his eyes

Yesterday, Rick needed to go early for his therapy session and he could not miss that day of his life for him. Kevin let him, I mean. Therapy will probably help you in your daily living

Today is yet another boring day for the both of them, Kevin came back to his pose earlier. His known hands on his cheek

Waiting for something interesting to happen, who is he kidding. Nothing good happens here, the things he experienced is almost getting killed

A lingering silence fell upon the place, all Kevin can do is to play the cash register beside him

Ding

It made a dull sound

Ding

Another dull sound

Ding

And another- wait, that's a different kind of dull sound. The sound of the bell above the store ringing painfully in his ears