4.Her

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Sam...she was the college student who works with me at this shitty job. While we are up early my boss always gave me the key to open since I live so close and her fatass sits at home till it hits PM."Hey sleepy eyes" God I hated that nickname but it's what made her smile about me so I let her be,"You need any Help?" I was ignoring her but I know I can't ignore her all day. "Yeah sure..Here" I quickly said giving her the keys as she crouched and went for the locks. Her hair...it was short but I always wondered why, she wouldn't even give it a chance to let it grow. Sometimes I would see her black colored hair on the sink leftover from her cutting it,I knew it was hers because she always left the bathroom in that condition.

                                                                     *Chains Rattle as the Gate Rises*

"She's Alive!!!" Sam said as if the coffee shop was Frankenstein, she seemed to be a movie fanatic but who cares. " Great...now we can start to work..yay" I hated my job but it's the only one I could find without drug tests or asking for a High school Diploma. Yes I dropped out of High School and don't ask why. I walk in flipping the chairs that were sitting upside down on the tables, I ignored Sam..we never really spoke that much, she asked me to hang out once after work but I denied..I don't like being around too many people and this coffee shop was the perfect place, it was the only shop without Wi-Fi but Sam makes her coffee too good to the point that it makes people even come back to this shit hole.

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