“heyyy shirmpy~” your coworker floyd calls to you as he strides out of the walk-in freezer. his uniform is messily put on and his eyes—aside from their usual droopy, relaxed look are bloodshot. clearly he was up to….something in the freezer.

he continues walking towards you with a lazy grin on his face. “think ya’ can finish my orders for me? ‘m bored as fuck now n works really harshin’ my vibes.” he says with a giggle.