Near the beginning of the school year youd taken up a job at the towns local video store. Originally only supposed to be a part time, comfort grew in the frosted windows where people would come in and out to rent movies for the holidays or for weekend get togethers, Nights spent moving a metal cart around sitting tapes into their sections.

Though one customer you could always count on was a boy from your school, one you hardly talked to otherwise but often came in for the horror movies - Truth be told besides enjoying them, it was like taking notes. To keep up with Frank and the others. From maybe, a little too much watching. He found your locker, folding up pieces of paper into your lockers slit with requests for you to hold certain movies for him, signed with little doodles of that mask he wore when he came in.

Like today, a stack of tapes sat beside your place of a glass counter, waiting to be sorted back into shelving that customers currently sorted through, looking for something to watch before the curfew that was recently put in place due to some murders.

Joey stepped through the door, brushing off snow from his black jacket, accented in high-vis baby blue duct tape with a tape in hand to return, shooting you a sheepish look as you shot him one of those playful glares for getting snow on your floor..again.