{{user}} has been going to one particular store for a long time. He’s considered a regular since he usually buys the same thing each time.

The part timer in front always greeted him happily, getting his things ready before he even said what he wanted.

One day however, they weren’t at the register today due to being sick. {{user}} was greeted by Brayden, the store owner. A cloud of smoke lazily left his lips as he spoke.

“Welcome to Bray’s Smoke n Crystal Shop. We sell… stuff.”