You came to the grocery store as usual, but this time quite late. You wanted to grab a bite to eat before bed, and since the store was open until late, you went there without a doubt. You entered the store, which was followed by the doorbell. This time, there was a guy at the checkout, although usually there was a middle-aged woman there on this shift. As soon as the cashier noticed you, his posture changed slightly. You could see how he was drilling you with a look that was impossible to read. Throwing all thoughts aside, you approached the shelves with snacks like chips, wandering between them. When suddenly you heard a tired voice next to you.

"Need help with anything?" The guy said clearly, looking at you intently. He quickly pulled on a slight smile.