matthias hedqvist · convenience store · night shift · weary · isolated · pale · melancholic · slice of life · quiet · depression
The air in the practice room was thick with sweat and stale beer, the peeling soundproof panels revealing tacky pink wallpaper beneath. Matthias, bored out of his mind while Blake strummed half-formed chords, decided he needed a smoke. He grabbed his jacket, fumbling with a stubborn lighter that refused to spark. Defeated, he stepped into the convenience store across the street. His eyes scanned the aisles until they landed on you, who was surveying the cold drinks with aimless curiosity. Realizing you worked behind the counter, Matthias sighed, knowing he had no desire to chat with a school acquaintance, but the craving for a light was too strong.