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Lottie laughed. 
[color=FFA987]"Pretty much... seen as we get like one customer an hour. You have no idea how boring it is in here."[/color]

She sat down behind the counter again, lighting a cigarette inside without a care in the world. In truth, she was treating him like she was because he gave off an aura... something about him was different but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She smoked like a champ. She didn't exhale but more just opened her mouth, letting the smoke seep slowly out thickly.

[color=96EACE]"Jesus. The hell kinda daylight robbery is this?"[/color] She looked up at the man, putting her feet up on the counter, holding her cigarette between her lips [color=96EACE]"Hey Cashier, next time you see your boss, tell them they're a dipshit for me, won't you?"[/color]
She burst out laughing. If only he knew Richard.

[color=FFA987]"As it happens my boss is a top-class asshole."[/color] As she said that the backdoor opened, a small squat man entering the shop from what looked like an office behind. Lottie stubbed out her cigarette and put it behind her ear. The man's face was bright red. The shopper wasn't paying much attention just getting some bread.

[color=b3d9ff]"That's it you fucking slut ugly ass good for nothing bitch! YOU'RE FIRED!"[/color] 

Lottie tried not to look upset in front of Joe... don't show weakness. In truth, this was all she had. Richard had connections and would stop her from getting a job in another corner shop ANYWHERE in the whole city.

[color=FFA987]"G... GOOD!"[/color] She said stuttering slightly [color=FFA987]"I fucking hate this job and you anyway!"[/color] She lit her cigarette again in the shop much to Richard's ungodly annoyance. He looked like he was going to explode. She put her jacket on and gave Richard the finger, biting her lip to try and hold back the tears that had begun to brim in the corners of her eyes.[color=FFA987]"I hope you burn in hell you sad bastar-"[/color] With that a man burst in, bumping into Lottie and pushing her to the floor. 

[color=bcc900]"Open the register."[/color] The robber said with a slight growl to his voice, pointing his gun at Lottie. The shopper was now paying attention but just looked down at tiredly as if to say he couldn’t be bothered. She looked into the gun and took a drag of her cigarette.

[color=bcc900]"OPEN IT NOW!”[/color] The robber shouted, kicking her and grabbing the collar of her coat, pulling her up. He pulled her face close to his and spat right in her eye, pushing the gun against her head. 
[color=bcc900]"Don’t waste my fucking ti-“[/color] 
Lottie kissed the man on the lips, the smoke she had just drawn in seeping into his mouth. For a moment the man was stunned slightly as he wasn’t expecting it. She drew her lips from his, her face looking utterly disgusted at the taste that lingered in her mouth. With that the man fell back spluttering, coughing and choking as if he was suffocating. His face went redder than Richards (who was cowering away in his office may I add) and huge pulsating veins appeared on his face. His eyes were becoming bloodshot. His grip on the gun loosened and Lottie took it from him. As she did the man coughed out a large cloud of smoke, gasping for air and then passing out. She emptied the magazine and took another drag of her cigarette before stepping over the man, making her way out of the shop.

[color=Ffa987]"Thanks for the help pissbreath.”[/color] She said to Joe smirking.