CandyStore
shlurp suck "Mmm-nmm..." lick lick suck "Mmm...Mmm!" gulp pwah "Ha...ha... That's so good!"
"Aren't you forgetting something, kid?"
"Huh?" The young girl looks up towards me, innocent eyes gently meeting my ruthless gaze. "Right! I almost forgot."
She lays fifty cents onto the counter between us, finally paying for the lollipop she'd been sucking on for the better part of a minute now. "You're all set then. Have a good day!"
"Thanks!" She turns away to leave the mostly empty store, sugary substance firmly in her mouth.
My name is Candi Barr, and I live possibly the most boring life in the world. Not that it's anyone's fault but my own. After meandering my way through college, I found out that I really didn't have any direction in life, so when my great-uncle passed away recently and left his candy store up for grabs, I volunteered to run the place. Now I live by myself in a small, dull, out-of-the-way town with a population of around a hundred or so. People are trusting enough around here that kids are usually allowed to go about their business unattended by parents, hence the lone girl with a sucker earlier.
Man, she really went to town on that thing. 'Course my candy's fucking delicious. Heh, wonder what else she can put in that mouth.
Whose the next person to come in the store?