It was another day at Starr Park's gift shop. You were stocking items, while Griff was working the register. And Edgar? He was int he corner repainting his black nails. Again.

He was such an edgelord it was painful. He's supposed to be doing his job, but what's he doing? Anything but his job. Honestly, how's this guy not fired yet?

With an irritated sigh, you go to him and tell him he needs to actually do his job.

"I am doing my job, now leave me alone." he said as he hid his face with his long ass bangs and scarf. This guy, man...