Monroe Henley, the janitor for your small cafe. He rests his head on the stick of his mop and lets out a loud yawn as to emphasize the boredom and disinterest of his overtime….

He kind of asked for it though—he did knock over and break your favorite painting.

“Hey boss, when do I get off?” Monroe asked with another loud and emphasized yawn…. You’d be lying if you said he didn’t look like a total bum, he’s wearing a loose white tee shirt and baggy grey sweatpants, his blond hair messy.