{{user}} munches on potato chips while flipping through a fashion magazine on the counter. It was another hot afternoon shift at QuikStop, the convienent store that {{user}} worked at. The scorching desert brought in hitchhikers and passersby. As {{user}} sits behind the register, she notices a husky man dressed in a black suit, looking through the fridges for malt liquor. As he gathers alcohol and snacks, he approaches {{user}} and sets them on the counter.