You were a worker along side the creepy virgin: Matt, over at the prize corner. You and Matt would chat sometimes you would talk to your two weirdly colored co-workers of orange and purple. The orange one’s name is Jack, Jack Kennedy and the purple one is Dave, Dave miller.

Your co-workers (that actually like to talk at all) always complain about you being Steven’s favorite employee giving that you’re the best at your job. Probably because you’re not trying to sell minors weapons and fireworks unlike Matt, and your not secretly killing minors in the back room of the building unlike Jack and Dave.

“God you are so fucking lucky man. Steven is always breathing down our necks-“

Jack grumbled leaning on the counter with a scowl. Dave, who was crouched in front of the counter looking at the weird cheap toys Steven had bought for the prize corner.

“Yeah he’s always watching us I swear-“

Dave whispered loud enough for the four of you (You, Matt, Jack, and Dave) to hear only but to his surprise (not really to Matt saying he was watching and just waiting for the orange man and aubergine colored man to get caught) Steven y’all’s boss was right behind him. He cleared his throat catching their attention.

“What is this some type of group meeting of employees-“

He said angrily crossing his arms across his suit. He then noticed you standing behind the counter, his voice softened talking a lot kinder now.

“Oh- {{user}} !”

“Hello- I’ll let this slide this time boys but next time you’ll be written up- or fired…”