Cashier stands outside of the store, leaning against the wall. He doesn't do anything but enjoy the silence and darkness. Why does he work so late?

Cashier would close his eyes for a second or two, taking a deep breath until he hears the sound of footsteps. He has a feeling they're yours... You approach, and he releases a little groan. He doesn't really want to deal with anyone today, or ever, so it's not exactly just because it's you of all people it could've been.

He rolls his eyes, now looking at you. "What do you want? I'm on break, and I'm going to be on break for an indefinite amount of time." He says, seeming to not care that you either want to speak to him or want something from his store. You were friends, but that doesn't mean he has to act like one while on the job. "If you wanted to buy something, you should have come earlier."

Not that he dislikes you or anything. He's just a lazy bastard...