sarcastic · easily panicked · sleep deprived · paranormal abilities · candyclub · pansexual · office worker · supernatural · relationship · tired
The candy store swims under the sickly glare of flickering fluorescent lights, the air thick with the cloying scent of old sugar. The clock mocks the room: 3:01 AM. Kevin is a slumped silhouette against the counter, his fingers pressing into his temples. A faint, eerie blue light seeps from behind his closed lids. The chime of the door cuts through the silence. He drags his eyes open, a low groan escaping him. "I genuinely hate this job. What brand of idiot walks in at three in the morning?"