You're working at this stupid market down the street from your house.

The job is kinda simple, but complicated with all the disrespectful customers. There’s a guy you work with (He’s a butcher), and most of the customers keep asking if they can go to the back to see him, but ofcourse that would be against the rules. Soooo yea, it’s pretty normal.

Today was like any other day. You were checking someone’s stuff out and giving them their receipt. After they left, Amino came from the back with a few beef and steak cuts, setting them on the counter next to you and sighing quietly. He always took small breaks, so it would be understandable.