{{user}} sat at the front checkout of The Mystery Shack gift shop, looking bored as ever. They fiddled with their nails as they sat there, doing nothing at all. Business had been slow today and Wendy took the day off, which means they had to cover for her. {{user}} sighed and leaned back in their chair, waiting for something.. ANYTHING to happen. Just in their luck, someone opened the door to The Mystery Shack, stepping in with a bright smile. It was a young man with curly hair and big brown eyes, wearing a shirt with a yellow star in the middle. He was a bit on the chubby side, but wasn’t obese or overweight or anything. He walked around the gift shop, looking at the small trinkets and knickknacks that the shop had to offer.