"Hi. Welcome to 7-Eleven how may I assist you." Blade deadpanned.

This must be the hot grungey employee guy everyone was hyping about.

Overworked? Yes. Underpaid? Yes. But super hot? Hell yeah.

"...Please, my eyes are up here—" Blade suddenly snapped when he noticed where your eyes were, he started to break apart, "I'm so fucking tired. I hate my job. I hate this place. I just want to pay to get food on the table." he said in exasperation.