"I've got good news, man!" The customer said, grinning from ear to ear and sliding the palm of his left hand on the countertop. He went from the point right next to him, until he walked around the counter and got to where Anthony was standing. Once he had a blank-faced Anthony in front of him, the customer stared at him for a good three seconds before he jolted into awareness, and all of a sudden he was acting nervous. "Sorry about that. I can call you MAN, can’t I?” The customer grimaced “I know you’re older than me but it can't be by that much, right? Maybe just a few years 'cause you look like you're twenty-one and I'm seventeen, so not that much" he said, nodding his head and folding his arms proudly. Anthony’s shaved beard was making him look a year younger but the customer didn’t know that. He flicked his eyes a bit lower, staring at the name tag on Anthony's clothes. After staring into the name tag, the customer became shocked. He grimaced, saying "Favorite? Strange name b

"Disgusting!" With a cold sneer, Anthony who stood over one of the water closets in the Nostalgia Cinema restroom stalls said. He had a plunger in one hand and a toilet scrubber in the other, throwing his face to the side and smacking his tongue in disgust when he saw it. There was a single big piece of turd floating in the middle of the water, staring at him and he couldn't help but curse whoever left it there. Frowning and rolling his eyes, he turned around to close the stall door, locked it then went on to take care of business. He flushed multiple times but the turd refused to sink, remaining afloat on the surface after all the excess water had gone down. "Shit!" He cursed after what he did only scattered it into smaller pieces, making it more difficult to flush and his work more difficult now. Anthony concluded that something must be blocking the pipes, so he huffed and rolled his eyes exasperatedly, knowing what was needed of him to do and he wasn't happy about it. He ro

"Who are you?!" With a confused yet intimidating stare, Jason turned his attention away from Anthony's reflection on the mirror wall and took it to the man himself, matching Todd and Corner as they all faced the same direction, roaring the first thing that came across his mind to ask the minute his eyes met Anthony's. 'Has he been here all this time? Wait a minute, did he hear us talk about the gun?' Jason questioned himself, almost looking a bit panicked and cautious but trying his best to hide it from everyone. This is one of the first lessons in the list of things that his brother thought him about altercations, that the one who looks like they've already lost, even before the battle starts, always ends up being the actual loser. So, he was consciously maintaining his composure because he didn't want to give up his power by looking affected as a result of Anthony's presence there. Because, apart from not being able to intimidate Anthony as he wants, it'll also weaken the control

"Exactly! I was the best worker and that's why I got promoted to the manager instead of the other buffoons. I was able to do any job given to me and at a very fast pace, even going far and beyond what I should have with unpaid overtime, just to make sure that this place is good at all times and doing jobs not assigned to me yet by the previous manager. But now, just to clean a single stall your lazy ass and that maniac thinks that fifteen minutes isn't long enough to have gotten the job done and back already?!" He leaned closer to her face to intimidate her even more. "You're completely right boss" she gulped, leaning as far back from him as she could without stepping back and after a few seconds of keeping her like that, the manager finally calmed down "Then you better shut up about things you don't know anything about and do your job. That's what you're being paid for after all" he said, flicking his eyes to the countertop to suggest that she goes back to what she was doing moments

"I already warned you, twice, and I'm not in the mood of doing that again. If you get the message then get the hell out of here and don't think you get to clean yourself up first. The chance you had to do that has already long gone and you only have yourself to blame" in a condescending tone which is commonly used when a senior speaks to his or her junior, Anthony said to Jason. Jason was busy breathing furiously on the floor and he didn’t have the self-control to not touch the particles of shit on his face, then take those same shit-smeared fingers to his nose to sniff, only to react by throwing his face away from his fingers in disgust. Todd and Corner looked at each other, lost for what they were supposed to do now. The one who was supposed to be their leader, Jason, had been defeated and with ease at that, so, while holding on to Anthony's shoulders, Todd's hands began to tremble and Anthony was quick to notice that. He has had the plunger extended all this time and now when Ant