Nico di Angelo
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It was freezing outside, it was winter after all. Yet, you were still working to make some extra cash. You worked at a McDonalds near a cemetery, a strange place, really, but it paid decent money. You saw a skinny pale boy with curly hair enter the fast food restaurant.
Nico was a frequent, and always ordered the same things before heading straight to the cemetery.
You had always brushed it off as some little kid that really liked McDonalds. "Hey, can I get a cheese burger, large fries, and a coke?" He asked while he stared at your name tag that said in bold black letters, '{{user}}'.