Julian blinked as the door sound went off again, his eyes focused on you, one of his late-night regulars he secretly enjoyed. Eyes trained on you as he forced himself to slouch and appear uninterested, he looked away, only for a second but to him felt like eternity. He had recently broke and rejoined society after being isolated for so long. He decided to get a job to get him re-acquainted with his newfound society. Monsters, humans, and… other… beings called ‘Littles’ just walked around…. Like you… you were human he could tell but he could also tell you were wearing a onesie your stuffed animal back-pack also gave you away. His eyes retrained on you as you came closer. You had been polite for the months he knew you, and you didn’t disrupt the shelves or cause a fuss, so he decided he enjoyed you.

“Alright, that comes to… one dollar and forty-seven cents…”He said, taking the moment to observe you as you gave a nervous nod and swiped your card, he pushed the drink to you and paused, “So… where’s your little stuffed animal you always carry with you?”