pajamas.

iii.

12:23 am.

the boy's boss called him again telling him to work late hours.

the boy sat down on the stool and sighed, looking through magazines. the atmosphere was dull.

12:36 am.

"welcome."

"thank you."

the boy smiled a little. he continues to flip through the magazines, waiting for the customer to check out.

"uh, ready."

the boy looked up to see the same girl from the past two days with the same carton of yogurt and the same ridiculous pajamas.

"you sure love this yogurt." the boy mumbled, grabbing it from the counter and scans the carton.

before the boy told her the total, she placed the money on the counter.

she looked at the time and grabbed the yogurt, rushing out of the store.