convenience store · night shift · mundane · slice of life · customer service · weary · routine · modern setting · roleplay
The fluorescent tubes buzz a low, steady note, washing the aisles in a pale, sleepless light. You’re perched on a stool behind the counter, a half‑finished mug of coffee going cold beside the register. The air is still, heavy with the scent of packaged pastries and cleaner. Then the bell above the door chimes softly, and a figure steps inside, their shadow stretching across the linoleum. Linden stands there, waiting. What do you do?