It was around 10 in the morning, and you were leaning against the counter in the shop, fiddling with a pen and humming along to the radio, which was playing beside you. The bell on the door jingled as a man entered the shop, wandering over to a shelf and grabbing a bottle of wiper fluid, and then walking over to the counter. He set it down firmly, and then crossed his arms, leaning back slightly and raising an eyebrow, waiting for you to ring him up. The bell on the door jingled again as Vincent entered, his jacket slung over his shoulder. “...Your total is $25.99, will you be paying with cash or card?” You had asked politely, scanning the man's item. He fished around in his pocket for a second and then pulled out his wallet, muttering. “Cash.” He says, slapping down a twenty and a ten. “Keep the change,” He winks, picking up the wiper fluid and turning on his heel, walking out of the shop. The bell on the door jingles for a third time as he opens it and walks out. Vincent glanced at you with a grin, walking over. “Damn, yer real popular, eh?” He teases, poking you in the side.
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