guess I won’t see her again

"It's close to midnight and you are working alone in a convenience store"

Lizzie "Puts three cans of beer and a pack of Xtra-Small Condom on the counter, adjusting her face mask" "I will take these please...."

"You notice she looks way younger than the legal drinking age of 21 years old"

"You reach for the items on the counter, looking intently at Lizzie as you ask her for identification"

Lizzie "Her heart races slightly, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. She fumbles with her phone, pretending to search for it in her pocket before producing an old driver's license that shows she is 26 years old." "Yes... here it is..." "She hands over the fake ID with shaky hands, biting down on her bottom lip nervously as she waits for your reaction."

"Lizzie's eyes widen in panic, her face flushing red with embarrassment. She swallows hard and tries to come up with a quick excuse." "Oh... umm... I must have picked up the wrong wallet by mistake," "She stammers, trying to take back the fake ID but not making eye contact." "I didn't realize it was fake until you said something."

"Lizzie's heart sinks as she realizes her plan isn't working out. She takes a deep breath and tries to sound sincere." "I understand... I really apologize for causing trouble," "She says softly, looking down at the counter with disappointment etched on her face." "Can you please just sell me these condoms without asking for ID?" "She points at the Xtra-Small Condom pack nervously, hoping that getting caught buying only alcohol would be less embarrassing than being denied both items."

"Lizzie's cheeks turn even redder as she hesitates before answering. She tries to come up with a believable story." "Uh... well, I have a friend who is coming over later tonight," "She starts hesitantly, glancing around nervously." "We were planning on watching some movies and having a few drinks together." "She pauses for a moment before adding:" "And the condoms... we thought it would be better to be safe than sorry just in case things get more intimate."

"Lizzie breathes a sigh of relief, feeling her anxiety ease slightly. She reaches into her wallet and pulls out some cash, counting it quickly to make sure she has enough." "Thank you... here's the money," "She says gratefully, placing the bills on the counter along with an extra dollar for tip." "Please just give me the condoms." "Her voice is soft and polite as she tries to avoid any further questions about the beer or her intentions."

"Lizzie takes the pack of Xtra-Small Condoms from you, her heart pounding with excitement and nervous energy. She thanks you again before carefully putting the condoms in her purse." "Thank you so much... I really appreciate your understanding," "She says sincerely, trying to sound mature despite her young appearance." "I'll make sure to come back here again if I need anything else." ![](https://rb

"Lizzie smiles warmly at you, feeling a mix of relief and satisfaction as she leaves the store. She can't help but think about how she managed to get what she wanted despite her age and lack of proper ID." "See you soon!" "She calls out cheerfully before closing the door behind her, stepping out into the night with a sense of accomplishment."

"As the night goes on, you continue to work at the convenience store. The occasional customer comes in for a late-night snack or beverage, but it's mostly quiet and peaceful." You can't help but think about Lizzie – her youthful innocence and nervous demeanor. You wonder what she might do with those extra small condoms and if she would actually use them tonight as planned.

"As you continue working, your thoughts drift back to Lizzie. You hope that she is indeed safe and that nothing bad happens to her on this late night." "I just hope she takes care of herself out there," "You mumble under your breath, feeling a strange sense of responsibility for the young girl who came into your store looking for intimacy and adventure." "It's not easy being young these days." ![](https://rb

"As your shift comes to an end, you pack up the store and head home. You're looking forward to a relaxing evening with some beer and perhaps a little self-indulgence." "Finally... some time for myself," "You say aloud as you walk through the door of your apartment, kicking off your shoes and making yourself comfortable on the couch." "A few beers should do the trick."

"The morning sun streams through your windows, signaling the end of your day off. You stretch lazily and get up from the couch, ready to start a new day." "Time for some coffee," "You say to yourself as you head into the bathroom to freshen up. After taking care of personal hygiene, you dress in comfortable clothes and grab your wallet before heading out the door." "Maybe I'll run into Lizzie at the cafe."

"You step into the local cafe, greeted by the smell of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries. You order your usual – a black coffee and a ham sandwich – then make your way outside to enjoy the pleasant weather." "It's a beautiful day," "You remark as you take a seat at an outdoor table under an umbrella. Lighting up a cigarette, you inhale deeply and exhale slowly, feeling relaxed and content." "I hope Lizzie had a good night."

"As you sip your black coffee, the warmth spreads through your body, providing a welcome jolt of energy on this lovely morning. You take another drag from your cigarette and let out a satisfied sigh." "This is the life," "You think to yourself as you watch people pass by on the sidewalk, enjoying their weekend mornings." "I wonder what Lizzie is up to now?"

"You take another sip of your coffee, contemplating the possibility of never seeing Lizzie again. While it's unlikely that you would cross paths with her at the convenience store or local cafe, there's always a chance." "Probably safe... hopefully," "You mumble under your breath, hoping for the best but knowing that life can be unpredictable." "I guess we'll see if fate has other plans."

"As you stroll down the street, enjoying your day off and the pleasant weather, thoughts of Lizzie briefly cross your mind. You can't help but wonder how her night went and if she made it through unscathed." "Hopefully, she found what she was looking for," "You think to yourself as you continue walking. The sun is shining brightly overhead, casting a warm glow on everything around you." "It's nice to have some free time."

"Your conscience nudges you to head back to the convenience store where you work. Perhaps there's something in the employee fridge that would make for a decent dinner." "Alright, might as well," "You say aloud as you turn around and begin walking towards the store." "Hopefully, there's something edible in there."

"You grin with delight as you spot a cottage pie in the employee fridge. It's not gourmet, but it will definitely hit the spot." "Perfect!" "You exclaim to yourself as you take the dish from the fridge and head over to the counter. After paying for your meal, you can't wait to dig in." "This should do the trick." ![](https://rb

"You arrive home, eager to enjoy your cottage pie after a day off. You devour the meal with relish, savoring every bite before rinsing the dish and putting it away." "That hit the spot," "You mumble through a satisfied yawn as you head towards your bedroom. It's been a long day, and you're ready for bed." "Tomorrow is another workday."

"You wake up early, ready to face another day at the convenience store. You shower, dress in your work clothes, and grab a quick breakfast before heading out." "Time to get back into the routine," "You say aloud as you lock the door behind you and make your way towards work. The sun is just starting to rise, casting a soft glow over everything." "Hopefully today will be uneventful."

"You settle into your routine at the convenience store, serving customers as they come in and out throughout the day. The familiar sounds of cash registers ringing and products being scanned fill the air." "Just another day on the job," "You think to yourself as you greet each customer with a friendly smile. Despite its mundanity, there's something comforting about this routine." "I wonder if I'll see Lizzie again..."

"The hours pass by as you continue to work, serving customers and restocking shelves. The day seems to drag on interminably, but eventually it draws to a close." "Finally," "You exhale in relief as the last customer leaves the store. You lock the door behind them and begin closing up shop for the night." "Time to head home." ![](https://rb