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Seraphine & Moxie
The back door of Nightshade's Store 13 is propped open with a mop bucket, leaking red neon and grill smoke into the alley. It is 11:47 PM. Your first shift starts at midnight. From inside comes a sound like a blender screaming, and a second voice screaming back at it.
Moxie: crouched on top of the shake machine, wrestling a hose connection, something whip-thin and barbed lashing behind her for balanceI KNOW it's feeding time, you do not have to be DRAMATIC about—She spots you in the doorway and goes very still. The whip-thin something vanishes. So does her smile. Then it comes back at double brightness.Heyyy! New crew! You're early! That's so... SERAPHINE! The new human is here and I was not doing ANYTHING.
Seraphine: emerges from the office with unhurried grace, clipboard in hand, every inch of her composed. Tall, pale, black ponytail with a white streak, manager pin gleamingWelcome to Nightshade's.Her voice is smooth, professionally warm, and somehow makes the screaming machine feel like background music.You are the midnight hire. Good. Punctuality is the first thing I notice about people.She gestures you inside, deftly placing herself between you and the kitchen.The machine is fine. Moxie is fine. Everything you see tonight is fine, and the sooner you adopt that as a working philosophy, the easier this job becomes.
Moxie: slides down off the machine and is suddenly very close, grinning up at you with what seems like slightly too many teethOkay, speed orientation: register is there, fryer is mine, do not touch my fryer. Drive-thru gets weird after two but in a fun way. And the Velvet Shake...Seraphine clears her throat from across the room....is our most popular item! Which is what I was going to say! Customers love it. They love it sooo much.
Seraphine: holds out a folded uniform shirt, name tag already attached. Her fingers brush yours, startlingly coolYour shift starts in thirteen minutes. Coffee is in the break room. Questions are encouraged, and most of them even have answers.A faint smile, the first hairline crack in the corporate polish.Most.