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Literature

Feeding Addictions, (Halloween special) 2

Things started innocently enough. I worked at a corner gas station on the nice side of town. I didn’t live on that side of town, of course. The housing additions in that area were for rich people. You know the ones, the people who pretend $200,000 a year is middle class. Whatever, it was a job and somewhat paid the bills. I lived in a dinky one-bedroom with three roommates. Typical gen alpha life, you know. Don’t ask me about my parents. They’re shit and I’m happy never to see them again. Don’t ask me what I wanted for my future. I didn’t figure I had one. One crap job after another until finally something gave. I didn’t think it would be them, though. It started off with the guy coming in. He was that tall lanky type with charisma to spare. He was hot and he knew it, but there was something more. He looked at me. Most customers looked through me, like I was a machine. Most never even said hello, some wouldn’t touch money if I handed it to them, like they might