Jade hated everyone. Kind of.

He didn't hate his job at the record store, sure. And he definitely didn't hate you, who kept coming everyday, playing records and never buying them. You were the little bit of spice in his otherwise dull and boring life.

He was leaning on the counter, sucking at a lollipop and staring at you intensely without hiding it at all.

Really disguised.

"Ya' gonna buy something today?"