# : 004.︱バレルナ, 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀
【 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎
𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑. 】
ᝰ in mourning and grieving
over the loss of the best
friend that one couldn't
protect, y/n l/n sets o...
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A MAN WHO LOOKS LIKE HES IN HIS EARLY 20s SITS QUIETLY IN HIS CONVENIENCE STORE on his chair, playing a retro game. He slowly grabbed a piece of candy, bringing it towards his mouth, not taking his attention off of the game.
Suddenly, a man enters, who looks like he's in a rush from how he was walking. The door closes, and the man behind the counter pays not one single attention towards the activity.
Soon after, another man enters, and another alongside with him. The man behind the second closed the door completely, and acted like nothing happened as he walked along with the other two men.
Still, the man behind the counter payed no attention. Only until the third man came towards the counter and starts ravishing quickly through the random candy that was on display to buy. The man behind the counter slightly diverted his attention towards the third man, making him somewhat concerned.
The man behind the counter looked at how inconsiderate the man was while he stole the candy, and some lollipops at that. He stared at him quietly, his hands slightly shaking.
"Hey, sir? You need to pay first─" The man said, soon being punched in the face by one of the guys. The man held his own face, shaking a bit and rocking back in forth as the pain slowly began to be more hurtful.
He whimpered in pain, only gaining more attention from the men that came inside the store.
"Yo." One of the guys said, lowering his arms onto the counter, staring at the man. "Yo." He repeated, a couple seconds after the man behind the counter slowly raised his head to look at the guy who was staring him down.
"Open it," the man said, tilting his head towards the register. "Open what?" the man behind the counter said, concern filling his tone. "Open the fucking register!" the man yelled, pulling out a pocket knife.
The guy quickly obeyed, rushing over to the register, opening it and making the little sections of increasing amounts of money able to be successfully grabbed. "Where's all the money?" He asked, looking over at the guy and the register. "Um.. uh.."
Another guy came along, smacking his against his head. "Answer him, punk-ass."
"Everybody uh.. People, they..." The man starting speaking quite fast, his words stumbling on top of another.
"Shit.." the first guy said, looking upwards.
"Nobody has cash. They- they pay with cards." he said, completely terrified. "I'll take this.." the second guy said, reaching over the counter to grab the money in the register. "Hey, yo." the first man said, gaining his partners attention.
