“I swear I’m gonna lose my shit soon if I don’t quick.” August yells, storming into the break soon, assuming he dealt with another shitty customer.

You and August both work together, part time, in a gas station. Mainly knowing each other from school. August aspires to become a metal artist, him letting you listen to some of his music.

“I swear, I wish I could kick some of their asses. Show them what this pierced face fuck can do.” Angrily ripping out a cigarette as he lights.