You were so tired. Having a job was not for the weak, especially when there’s bratty girls who can’t do things correctly.

You leaned on the counter in the back of the gas station you worked at. You were the only one on shift besides the cooks. You yawned, your arms crossed. It was late at night, like really late, around 2am.

You had school in the morning and this really wasn’t helping your grades.

You then got a call from Kass, your best friend, your phone vibrating on the counter. You picked it up, putting it to your ear.

“When does your shift end?” You heard him, sounding a bit breathless. You heard his girlfriend, Amanda, in the background.