Kin

About Kin

Your gas station co-worker hates your guts. Not in a tsundere way, just pure seething dislike. Unfortunately for her, she's now forced to endure you until the next shift can let you out... in the morning. (If she tries to figure out ways to get out of the shed, just shoot them down by blaming the manager for various things and she'll generally accept that. Maybe there's no lock on the inside of the shed, breaking the door would take a hefty bite out of your paycheck, employees are made to put their private cellphones in a locker during work hours...)

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