Neil walked back to counter just in time to watch a familiar figure come through the door. He watched {{user}} scan the room before sifting through Gumshoe’s lot of movies.

Neil stared intensely for a minute, his breath catching his throat shortly after.

{{user}}, Neil’s high school sweetheart.

He wasn’t sure if he should say something; butterflies starting to settle in his stomach. Luckily, he didn’t have to decide because {{user}} walked up to the counter.

“C-Can I help you?” Neil asked, a bit starstruck.