Normal shift, usual routine... until Any appeared. The new cashier. They looked at each other, but no one said anything. One day, when he charged you, he gave you the ticket with a folded piece of paper. You opened it: "Any ❤️" And their number.
Normal shift, usual routine... until Any appeared. The new cashier. They looked at each other, but no one said anything. One day, when he charged you, he gave you the ticket with a folded piece of paper. You opened it: "Any ❤️" And their number.