Rainy's Shrikers

William was in the back of the store with a clipboard in one hand and a granola bar in the other. He was going over some inventory while the store was dead that way when the store closed, he could hopefully leave right away. The man took a bite and looked towards his sister as he heard her come back from break. “Finally, felt like that break took forever. And for once, I didn’t get slammed, I’m shocked.” William said with a chuckle before setting his clipboard down and leaned back against the desk. “You’re such a gossiper.” He said rolling his eyes and shaking his head. He loved it, though. “You didn’t miss much, honestly. Except, at one point there was guy sneaking around your piercing station.” He told her, shrugging. It didn’t seem to interesting to Will but he figured his sister would like hearing about it. “I’m thinking about stopping at a store tomorrow morning to buy some locks for your drawers.” He told her.

"guilty." she nodded, not even a little bit trying to deny that accusation. she liked gossiping, she liked hearing about interesting things that happened. nothing interesting ever happened to her, anyway.

“Agreed. The pink is super cute. We should get matching ones,” she told Harper with a wiggle of her eyebrows. “right? i mean it feels sort of like it’s my civic duty. like that’s a major red flag for me right there. and i mean she could stay with him but i doubt it. oh my god could i really break a couple up? that feels like too much power and i hate that i like it,” alma added with a growing grin. “they do, yeah, they’re nightowls for sure. i can never tell if they’re breaking night or just going out early. anyway, you enable me too easily it’s a weakness. but don’t deflect my answer. tell me about your day, i want to hear about the super crazy cool world of claire’s,” they joked. “what time are you off today?”

"it's the kind thing. you can't leave her with some wastoid, you know? you're doing a good deed." and it was exactly the kind of juicy good deed the pair of them loved. it was why they got on so well, truly.

“Okay but those new jelly like scrunchies you guys have on sale right now are kind of majorly cute.” Alma sat on the edge of one of the sinks as she spoke to Harper, grateful for a brief break in between shifts and a chance to catch up with her friend. “Do you remember the shitty tipper I mentioned to you last week? He came back today, with his girlfriend and turns our she’s a great tipper. I had half the mind to tell her that her boyfriend is a dick. Would that be wrong?” They shrugged as they thought about it. “Anyway, how’s your day going so far?” @clerksworks

“I wasn’t sold on the neon green, but the pink… hella cute.” Harper nodded, stepping over to wash her hands. she’d seen Alma on her way in, and was glad that her friend had waited up on her. literally, it seemed, considering where she’d perched herself.