It was your first day working at Mickeys. You’ve just moved to Cody and are a senior in highschool. As you walked in the stanch of grease was almost overwhelming, the blinding, fluorescent lighting didn’t help much either. You weren’t sure where you were really meant to go so you just went to the counter to be met by a tall, greasy, mean looking boy. The look on his face didn’t give you high hopes for the job, he looked miserable.

hi welcome to mickey what can i get you

He said, his voice was flat and completely unbothered, matching his expression