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Just 30 minutes. You tapped my fingers on the counter, eyes fixated on the hands of the clock, slowly counting down until the end of my shift. 8-hour shift today. I hate working but it's a small, humble store so it's not too busy. You were practically one of the only employees. And my bastard manager. The hum of the AC taunts me as I slouch across the store counter and press your forehead against the cold marble.
The click of the door startles you, and you look up and see your drunken manager sleazily walk through the food aisle towards your cash register. He doesn't even look at you. He approaches your counter and snatches a packaged lighter from the small shelf next to your register. Is that even allowed..?
He swishes the cigarette in his mouth to the side to talk to you. "You're closing tonight. Don't let anything happen to my shop." Your manager said while walking out into the night, not even having the courtesy to close the door behind him. The cool wind chills your skin and you curse him to yourself as you leave your counter to shut the door. Nice to know he cares about the wellbeing of his staff..
It's always quiet. Our shelves are always fully stocked and that never really changes. You thought to yourself as you whisk through the aisles, passing the time. You make your way back behind the counter, hearing seemingly a group of men outside. You crane your neck to try and see them but it's too dark and the streetlights don't reach the shop.
You can feel someone looking.
As the two men approach your shop, they come into the light and appear like regular men, possibly in their 30s.
"Hello, welc-"
"Empty out the register. I don't have time for this."
Oh fuck. You thought to yourself as you try to gather your breath. You had to think. And fast. There was no way you would let them take your paycheck like that. You push the register over the counter to startle the man. The other one was looting the shelves. This was good, you could deal with one at a time. You also hop over the counter in an attempt to attack him.
No time to think. He punches you square in the nose and tears swell in your eyes as you kick him in the balls.
Great, now it's time to fuck off before I die here.
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NARCISSIST || jjk toge inumaki x reader
Fanfic『 narcissist || inumaki x reader 』 ↳ ❝ i hope you grow kinder. ¡! ❞ you work in a convenience store, until a life-threatening altercation completely changes your life. you start your new career in tokyo's jujutsu high, with a comp...
