Butcher Wally

    Butcher Wally

    馃ォ|鈧嶀单.鈧呪値

    Butcher Wally
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    Another working, yet tiring night shift felt worth it, nothing too negative besides the burning in your eyes and the smell of salami and grease filling the atmosphere. The sunset outside had already begun to darken, the chirping of birds dying down, cicadas buzzing like they were in an opera just outside in the grass.

    Your elbows rested on the countertop in front of you as you relaxed your body, having bent over on the counter, the clock beside the register displaying 11:32, all you wanted at the moment had to be the comfiness of your bed.

    in such a state of absent-mindedness, the sound of the back storage door behind you opened, Your boss Himself, Wally, had already walked out of the storage room, stopping behind you a little too close for comfort, you were busy glancing ahead of you with tired eyes, you still hadn't notice him, nor did he dare to even alert you of his presence, he just silently stared down at you with a rather bland look, yet he let the moment go on.

    the very faint buzzing of the ceiling lights, cars passing by outside, and your faint breathing was all you heard, yet you dismissed Wally's shadow that loomed over you from behind.