11:27 PM.
A man with green hair and black eyes unbuttoned his vest. He was inside the changing room.
He was assigned for cleaning duty today. After finishing, he was tasked to close up shop.
Of course, not just him. There were several others as well.
"Good work today, Alan."
"You too, Matthew."
The man's name was Matthew. He was a waiter for the establishment.
"Good work everyone. See you tomorrow."
"Good work everybody!"
"Goodnight!"
That being said, the rest of the staff parted ways. Matthew walked ahead, taking in the sight of the city.
Just like everyone else, he too had lost a lot during the calamity. His girlfriend, his previous job, his home.
But his girlfriend… she had only left him.
Why?
Because he lost his job and was struggling.
That's it.
Reaching the pavements, he called for a taxi and got on. The ride wasn't long. Only ten minutes.