#townic

Jesse, admittedly, did not do well when it came to dealing with the news anytime someone died at the mall. The only way to say it was he felt like his safe place was violated. The rug ripped right out from underneath him. It felt even worse when his friends, or more likely people he tolerated, got involved. He couldn’t really wrap his head around everything that he heard happened the night before. Even with the blasting music it felt too quiet in the store without his favorite coworker around to harass. Then he heard about Alicia on top of it too.

He hated hospitals but he wasn’t about to let anyone else know that as he stomped through the hallway after a long day of work. Someone had tried to talk to him but that was the benefit of wearing headphones. He could always just pretend he couldn’t hear someone even if he didn’t have music playing. It didn’t take him long to find the room she was in. The tip of his boot nudged the door open as he peeked around the corner into the room. 

His hand reached up to push the headphones back from his ears. “Knock knock. Special delivery,” he whispered. A small smirk slipped onto his face as he help a McDonald’s bag up and waved it in the air. Jesse finally stepped into the room and shut the door quietly behind him. “Shit if I knew it was this bad, I would’ve sprung for a sundae too.”