The sound of the refrigarator working and me banging the counter repeteadly making a rythym filled the room. The clock showed 30 minutes to 1. Huh.
'Whats the purpose of making a gas station when nobody is coming'
I looked down and saw the floor.
'Yeesh no wonder no one is coming'
Seems like nobody is coming at this hour so I walked to the storeroom to get a mop.
Wait. I cant do work without some music. Opened my phone and started picking any random song.
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I was jamming to drake when i heard the door open. I ignored it and continued what i was doing. I saw from the big mirror at the corner a man. And he was at the counter.
I walked to the counter to scan his things. He only bought a box of cigarette.
"Smoking isnt good" i muttered under my breath.
"I know" he said.
I jumped a bit because of the sudden response. I thought he didn't hear me.
I look up and nod awkwardly. Not missing the fact that he's good looking.
"But it makes me feel good. Like all my problems has solved."
Then he chuckled.
