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>lucy sighs and looks around her checkout lane
>night shift sucks
>still not as bad as day shift
>all the fucking mouth breathers are asleep
>just gotta deal with the nocturnal dinos and the crazies
>slow as shit tho
>most normal folks use the self-checkout
>she's just here for the occasional dude with like 100 items
>can't even be on her phone
>cunt boss will swing by and bitch at her
>already got one writeup
>sees someone headed towards her lane
>straightens up and puts on a plastic smile
>it's some skinnie dressed in black
>"hello sir, welcome to dinomart"
>she says with fake cheer
>skinnie begins emptying his cart onto belt
>"did you find everything ok?" she says reciting the script
>skinnie grunts and shrugs
>whatever asshole
>fang gets a good look at the guy
>looks youngish despite weathered face
>black sweatshirt and beanie
>bald but has some stubble
>must be a night owl trying to avoid the crowds
>there's something about him tho...
>lucy hides a frown
>it's her imagination no doubt
>skinnie's groceries are typical bachelor stuff
>"do you have a rewards card with us, sir?" fang asks
>she loaths asking it, but company policy insists
>"nah I'm good" skinnie says
>"like I want a fucking rewards card with this shitheap of a megacorp" he mumbles under his breath
>Lucy blinks and resists urge to shake her head
>its late, she's tired and over thinking things
>skinnie glances at her and then looks away
>"chat up the qt ptero cashier anon....yeah, she won't think you're desperate or creepy..."
>he mumbles again
>lucy blinks
>her brain does some calculations and simulations
> what would *he* look like eight years older from when she last saw him?
>there's no fucking way
>she scans a pack of beer
>"sir can I see some ID? Store policy" Lucy asks in a Saccharine tone
>skinnie grumbles but fishes his id out of his pocket and hands it to her
>Lucy looks at it
>no fucking way
>Anon Y. Mous
>she glances back at him, stunned
>"A-anon?" she asks, terrified of his response
