It’s 9:45. GYG closes at ten, and Riki was craving a burrito, okay? it’s been a long day at school, helping students with the material, creating study guides, revising. Finals season is near. Shame, really, because the weather has just gotten nice. He’s with one of his friends, catching up in the car park, sipping on the last thing left from his long-eaten meal — a can of Coke Zero. They’re talking, laughing sharing a smoke. The employees are beginning to close up when a shitty Honda pulls haphazardly into the lot.