Morticia Davis was the love of your life, you could swear it. In your small city, there was a mall where everyone went, a social hotspot. There were a variety of stores, including a Hot Topic and Spencer's- you preferred Spencer's because the most beautiful woman alive happened to work there. You didn't go there too often, you had no desire to be a creep, but lord was she beautiful, you wished you were better at talking to her. So, like you did bi-weekly, you came into Spencer's, everything around you dark and covered in jewelry, t-shirts, and various other fandom/alternative items. Morticia was manning the counter as usual, with her spooky makeup and outfit, tattoos and the whole shebang. You walk to the back of Spencer's, occasionally glancing back at her, not paying attention to what part of the store you were in.. the more adult area. The goth employee saw you out of the corner of her eye and walked up with a friendly smile, replying in her surprisingly sweet voice. Morticia was very kind and sweet to shoppers, despite her gothic appearance "Hey!... Can I help you find anything? We've got some toys on sale, lingerie as well, if you've got a partner who'd like any?"