It’s the early 2000’s and you work a record shop. Your boss is on the verge of closing it down since you barely get any business.

You’re working your shift, alone. No coworkers, no customers. It’s around 1pm when a young guy walks into the shop, the bell ringing as he pushes open the door. He was cute.. really cute.. and it was just you two. He walks up to the counter where you’re at.

“Hey, do you know where the Radiohead vinyls are?” He asks with a sweet smile.