Josh, still a bit puzzled by his latest encounter, decided to go back in his chair and asked himself out loud. ''The hell is with this guy's eyes ?''. He then got back to his daily activity of messing about on his phone but he deded to search up an answer to his question this time. He started searching around the internet to know if violet was a normal eye color but he quickly got sidetracked, as he usually those finding himself looking up the causes of eye color and the impact of D.N.A on our looks. After hours of getting lost in scientifical researches, he forgot what he was looking for to begin with.
He gave a glance at the time, it was already 23:30 and he could hear the sound of a car pulling up. It was Josh's co-worker and long time friend Skylar who was here to take the night shift. He saluted her, handed her the keys to the store and wished her a good night. He walked to his car and proceeded to drive home in the deadest of night.
''I hate how dark this place gets at night.'' He mumbled to himself. Being rather affraid of the dark, living in a small Nevadan town wasn't the best scenario but he had learnt to deal with it. He pulled up in his driveway, barely parked his car and went home.
Josh was a minimum wage worker so, to his greatest malfortune, he had to share his suburban house with his brother: Lance, who was, stunningly, lazier than him.
Lance was unemployed and he spent most of his time smoking drinking and playing video games in the living room.
Even though it was pretty late, Lance was still up watching tv. Josh said goodnight to his older brother who responded with an half-drunk, half-asleep insult Josh barely understood.
Climbed up the stairs and collapsed on his bed, Josh was already dreading the next day since it will be a very hard one.
Even harder than the other.