The neon light on the ceiling buzzed quietly as Karl adjusted his name tag and leaned against the cash register. Across the store, Chloe was busy organizing the instant noodle shelves, while Amber checked the drink stock in the cooler. Their presence felt like a breath of fresh air, bringing a lighter rhythm to the quiet night.
Karl glanced at Chloe from behind the register. Her short hair was a bit messy, but her movements were steady and focused as she arranged items on the shelf. On the flip side, Amber looked more cheerful, occasionally humming a little tune while making sure everything was neatly stocked.
"I never really had a chance to talk to them like this before," Karl thought with a sigh. "Now they're here, and everything feels... different. They're not the ones who wanted to kill me anymore."
