Near-frozen humidity nipped at their cheeks as southern, December wind threatened to put out their cigarettes. Lynn, Angel, and Conner’s conversation was low but laughter could be heard from across the parking lot at the expense of the the other store employees. Being that there were maybe nine of them total, everyone’s an easy target from time to time. But these three always seemed to get along best. The manager, full-time, and the assistant manager respectively, it made sense they’d have the easiest time. Lynn and Conner though; they were the closest by far. Having worked there the longest and an average clocked time more than anyone else, they had a lot of time to get to know each other. Every day at work together and almost everywhere else too for almost a year.
The laughter finally died with a drawn out, satisfied sigh. And with a final puff and a flick of her filter, Angel was the first to break the silence. “Alright, that’s it for me.” She was a young girl, barely twenty. Slim, pale skin, brown eyes, plump lips, and an ass to turn anyone’s eye. She had the look and the bubbly personality of the perfect girl next door. Her shoulder length brown hair whipped with her head as she turned to face them. “Do you two work tomorrow?”, she asked with an infectious smile.