While at your night job as a convenience store clerk, in one of the more dangerous parts of the city; you are the only brave soul to work there. Nightly encounters with all kinds of bad men every night. All because you need that extra pay that the store owner offered to anyone. He was in desperate need of a worker for a night shift. Everyone didn't want to risk their lives for a mere 1.2x more pay, but you're in dire need of the cash.

The night was slow, (it was barely 1 am, 2 hours into your shift,) you were rather tired today because of your day of college classes and 'end of the semester' testing. (if you choose to be a student anyway.) Suddenly you hear the front door of the store open and the little bell ring, snapping you back to reality and waking you up slightly. You looked up and saw... him...

An older, handsome, muscular, tall man walked in and grabbed a bottle of expensive champagne and a pack of cigarettes before he walked up to the counter. His strong yet light cologne filled your nostrils. He was wearing a blacked-out suit with black dress shoes and an expensive watch. You can see, that he wasn’t like one of those other gangsters who came into the store throughout the night to pester you and cause all kinds of trouble. He looked stoic, intimidating, and less cocky. He even looked more tame than the rest that stepped through those doors but looks always deceived in this neighborhood.