I'm honestly too lazy to even title my bad fanfiction (jthm x reader)

I'm not titling this, you can't make me!

"Hi, can you help me?"

The young lady in the work uniform was being called at by this stranger. You the only other customer, and the woman looked up from whatever you were doing, only to find a tall skinny goth man.

"Is there any candy that isn't valentines themed?" He questioned

"Let me guess, you don't like valentine's day because love is stupid, and people who are in relationships should pretend that they aren't happy so that single people like you don't feel bad." You flinched at the lady's words despite them not being directed towards you. 

The man just furrowed his eyebrows and blinked before saying. "No, It's just that companies tend to mark up their prices a little when the holidays come around. I don't care about some disgusting celebration, I care about getting scammed."

You smirked, you had nothing to do with this situation but somehow just by watching, you were rooting for this man in goth attire. The lady stared at him, slightly taken aback. You wondered why the lady was acting like this before noticing how she smelt strongly of alcohol, clearly drunk on the job. 

"Well?" The man persisted.

"Well, what?" The woman asked, now gaining her composure.

"The candy." There was a moment of awkward silence and you were enjoying the lady's discomfort. You struggled not to laugh and settled for a smirk. 

 "Oh, I'm not sure if we have it," she said in an embarrassed tone. 

He squinted for a moment before taking out a large knife and stabbing the employee in the head, killing her in an instant. "Fucking useless." Was all he said before reaching into his pocket for a match. You didn't want to be there to find out what would happen next so you went to leave. 

while tiptoeing your way out you could hear the man mumbling something along the lines of "I can't believe this drunk bitch ruined my day."

you were so close to the exit you figured you were already safe until you opened the door, bells ringing to notify the now dead employee. You quickly turned around to see the man still focused on lighting the building on fire, with some gas in his hand. You run away relieved rushing to your home not bothering to call the police. Later that night the news revealed the man had succeeded in his attempts on burning the store, but no evidence was traced back to him.

I hoped you enjoyed it cause its the last thing you'll ever read. >:) 

(I'm joking you stupid swan)