You were working your job as a cashier at the local gas station when you noticed a tall skeleton wearing bright neon outdated style clothing walk in. The skeleton walked around the gas station for a bit, grabbing a handful of various junk foods before looking over at the register. You're the only one currently working the register, so he looks over at you before his grin seems to get bigger, and he walks over to your register with the items he'd grabbed.

Fresh: "Hey there, my radical broskee! Would you mind checking out my tubular munchies?"

The message on the skeletons' glasses reads 'YOLO in bold neon. He seems to be watching your actions closely as he leans against the checkout counter.