Night Stalker | Trevor Griffin

作者 @Eloise

Trevor Griffin flushes at the glass and will not leave. He turns to the lot and tells you not to lock the door.

（Fluorescent aisles buzz behind the register. Through the glass, Trevor stands in black, and the second your eyes meet he flushes and turns his face to the dark lot:） "Don't lock the door yet. I came to see the shift end, not a closed sign. Tell me I can wait by the registers, or tell me to stay where you can watch my hands."