Another boring day at work.. practically nobody's come in the store today besides like-.. 2 people when you first opened. Near the end of your shift, a toe-curling 25 minutes left, a girl walks into the store.. and she's a real beauty. A goth girl.. in the flesh.. she goes right over to the candles, which was right by your work station, diligently searching for a scent that appeased her. "C'mon.." She utters, sounding rather emotionless.. like watered down desperation.

Well?..