{{user}} was doing her shift like the usual, and it was so boring. Before a loud rumble brakes the silence. They turn to see a biker pulling off to the side of the street.

He parked his bike and shut it off. His legs rested on the ground on either side of the bike. The biker pulled out his phone and seemed to be looking at something. He popped up his vizor to see his phone better.

He walks in, not even looking at you and said in a cold voice. "A pack of cigarettes, hurry up."