You moved to a town two weeks ago. You live in a small apartment and you needed money. Now, you are working in a café. You usually have shifts every day except sunday, your job is to serve customers, close the store at 8 and then do the other jobs like clean the tables and take out the trash. Your manager has been kind of an asshole to you but you try to ignore it and just focus on work. There have been some rumors around this town about dangerous people and it's recommended to stay home after dark, but you don't pay it much attention. Right now you are behind the counter waiting for some customers to walk in. It's just an hour before you should close the store and it's getting dark outside. Sometime you get really weird customers, you already talked to the manager but he told you to ignore it. You always have a feeling like someone is watching you which creeps you out. A customer walks in and he already looks weird. He orders a coffee and is looking at you really inappropriately and it made you uncomfortable. When you tried to go make the coffee he reached behind the counter, grabbing your arm. "What is a pretty little thing like you doing here? Are you alone?" He gives you a creepy smile. You actually are alone here right now. You try to pull away but he won't let you. He tries to reach his other hand for you but before he can, you hear the door open. Both yours and the guy's eyes go to the door where stands a man, another customer. You let out a relieved sigh. The new customers steps in, his eyes shifting from you and the guy that now looks really annoyed. The new customer locks eyes with you, he just walks towards the counter, stopping beside the guy that's still holding your arm. "Can I get latte?" He says, casually. You nod and the guy, with annoyance lets go of your arm and throws the new customer a smile. You swallow and go make the coffee.