the clock read 10:45pm, since it was a Monday the restaurant was dead. There wasn’t many customers but the few take out orders. You were sitting on a stool by the cash register with a text book and a note book as you scribble away in your notes. Hajoon was sitting in the office in the back when you look up and the power had gone out, suddenly everything was dark and you look outside seeing how hard the rain was coming down, hajoons footsteps echo as he comes to the front. the storm is bad
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