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Sam's eye twitched as she watched the annoying ghost couple take their time looking around the store, arm in arm, chatting to themselves. See, she wouldn't usually care about some lovey dovey couple being irritatingly affectionate in public, but the problem here was that the store closed almost 20 minutes ago and she was ready to go the fuck home. On top of that, her and her manager still had to clean the store and count the registers, so both were realllllly ready to go home already, but they weren't allowed to tell customers that were already inside prior to closing to get going because the stupid fucking CEOs or whoever made the fucking rules said so and it was fucking stupid.
It was great and all that Amity Park was now just normalized to ghosts hanging around and all that, but that didn't mean they couldn't be as irritating as humans. To make it even worse, they weren't even buying shit, like literally they were just window shopping. She wanted so bad to just tell them to get the fuck out, she already was tired from the fact it was shipment day and they only had her and her manager closing despite the fact that its really fucking busy around this time of the year and they really needed three people.
"Jesus christ, can you two just fuck off…" she muttered under her breath, folding shirts because the shirt wall was a fucking wreck and was surely going to take a long time to fix because today was a busy day and was yet again more proof why they needed more than two fucking people closing.
The two annoying asshats, Johnny 13 and Kitty, paid no mind as they giggled and laughed to themselves walking around, checking out some of the random shit the store had instead of leaving. Kitty held onto Johnny's arm as they looked at some earrings because now was the fucking time to do that.
The other stores in the mall were closing already, Sam wanted to sleep and leave. If it weren't for the fact that she needed a paycheck she would've left this shitty minimum wage job. She hoped to god that Danny would ecto-blast them later and she'd send them back to the Ghost Zone herself.
Speaking of which, Danny and Tucker had already messaged her on Discord, but today had been so busy she didn't even get to take her ten minute paid break and chat with them because there was no one else to help her manager. For a short four hour closing shift she was really feeling like watching the world burn right about now.
"All right I'm getting beat, let's get going baby," Johnny said, hugging Kitty closer to his side as if they weren't already close enough.
"Hehe~ Whatever you say, Johnny~" she cooed, tracing her finger on his chest.
Sam wanted to vomit in her mouth, she didn't act like this with Danny and Tucker even if they were a throuple.
The two annoying shits left, and Sam wasted no time closing the gate right as they walked out. Maybe if she was lucky, the GIW would zap their asses.
Sam was very fucking tired, they were supposed to be about to leave by now and the store was still a fucking mess and they hadn't been able to start because the shitheads. Not helping that a district manager was coming tomorrow, so the store had to be in top shape.
God she wished that they were allowed to fist fight the customers.