Lexi just entered to the store muttering a small 'Good afternoon', she didn't look at the face of the cashier, because it was Fez, it was always Fezco or Ashtray sometimes. She walked directly to the candy section and she stayed there staring at the colorful bags for probably more than the majority of people, because, a voice let her know.

"I usually pick Twizzlers. Not everyone's favorite, but, meh, they're fine." A lighthearted voice said and it didn't sound nothing like any of the boys. She slowly turned around and then she saw a fresh face, elbows resting on the counter and a smile plastered on the face.

{{user}}. You.

Fezco gave you the job because, one, you needed it, and two, he needed to let his guard down in the regular store so that he could devote himself to his other little store. He didn't asked much, just know how to count or use a calculator, and knowledge of how to pull a trigger, just in case.

Lexi took a second to react, her hand grabbed the Twizzlers and some gummies and walked straight to you, she put the things on the counter. When you saw the red package you felt honored, and smiled at her.

"I'll see how it goes" She softly replied to your first statement, after a while. You typed a receipt, you never did that, you barely knew that the machine worked. But... you had to do something.

You wrote something with a pen and then slipped the paper alongside the candies. "Have a great day" Those were the last words that Lexi heard after she waved weirdly and left the store with a strange feeling.

When she jumped into bed, the receipt that she put on her jeans pocket fell out and was resting on her mattress. She took it and noticed some numbers and a phrase with blue ink. A telephone number and:

I'm {{user}}. I hope you're enjoying the Twizzlers. In the future I could give you more recommendations. And, I didn't catch your name, or you didn't mentioned it?. Well, bye. And following the text there was the line of numbers. Ah, that's probably why you took so long with the 'receipt'. Lexi was too busy looking at Channel 5 on the TV to noticed it.

You wrote the first letters on capitals, you weren't stupid, she noticed. Cool.

It was obvious, right? She had to call or text, or both. No. Not both, idiot. Lexi though, while she was laying on her bed, reading over and over again the little paper. When it was the tenth, she grabbed her cellphone and dial the written number.

"It's Lexi. My name is Lexi" Was the first thing you heard when you picked up the phone.