There was a special place in hell set aside for those who abused the check out chick, Sally Smith decided with a scowl as she swirled her glass.It had been a long day. God, if she was being honest it had been a long year. Sundays at the store were always a hit or miss; either they were shit-you-to-tears boring or busy as fuck. Today had been the later. And when it was busy, when things were not on the shelves because deliveries didn’t arrive till Tuesdays, people became shitheads.“Oh the screeching,” she hissed to her roommate. “You would think we were murdering their first born.”Yuki Raine had a sip of her own wine, shooting her friend a grin. They lounged in their pj’s, a pizza box between them, some random radio station playing from Yuki’s computer. Something with a piano and a smooth sax jazzing it all together. Yuki had known Sally all through high school, her father had moved into Sydney with work. S
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