the early morning shifts at the gas station were always dead. there was only a customer in there maybe once an hour, sometimes not even that. it wasnāt all bad, maddox could take as many smoke breaks as he wanted, he could eat all the expired donuts he wanted, but it was lonely. because of that, when a customer did happen to make their way inside, it kind of excited him.Ā āmorning. let me know if you need anything.ā he greeted to the person walking in, as he jumped back behind the counter. he stayed silent for a minute, trying to think of a way to spark conversation.Ā āhey, you ever think about the fact that no one really questions what kind of meat slim jimās are made from?āĀ
eve was making her way back home after a so called ā sleepover ā, her makeup was smudgy and her clothes were not so modest but she knew she wouldnāt find anyone this early in the gas station.Ā ā good morning? why not great morning or excellent morning? do you not want me to have an excellent morning? ā she teased, moving across the aisles searching for a bag of cheetos and a redbull.Ā ā i guess that is kinda weird.. but they taste fucking delicious at 1 in the morning so does it really matter? ā