Beep beep beep beep the familiar annoying alarm clock rings in my apartment. I look up at it and shut it off. I dragged myself out of bed to throw on my night guard uniform. It was a simple pair of jeans, that I replace with skinny jeans, and a shirt with the label of 'Night Guard' on the back that I had to wash multiple times to get the smell of sweat and a splatter of something red that was almost completely washed out. I also had a hat with the same label of 'Night Guard' on it. I put my hair into a ponytail (unless you have short hair, then you're fine), grabbed my bag with some things that I would need to stay the night; it had a few energy drinks, protein bars, a manga of Black Butler or two, pepper spray, a small knife, and my phone with some headphones that have cat ears that turn into speakers; and I was out the door.
I had to walk to the pizzeria since I didn't have a car, so I pulled out my headphones and phone and started to jam out to my favorite music on my way there. I open the door to the *cough cough* fine establishment. The place was swarmed with brats wanting to touch the animatronics while their parents aren't giving any fucks to them. Just as the staff was herding the brats and their shitty parents out the door, I slipped in unnoticed. I walked around for a bit before going to the back office where I will be working. There was somebody already in the office chair, looking at some tablet. "Hey, isn't my shift starting soon?" I asked. The guy looks up, surprised.
"Your shift doesn't start till 12, and it's...9 o'clock." He said.
"Might as well get a head start. Anything I should know before hand?"
"Yeah, listen to the guy on the phone. You might just...make it tonight." He said and left the room.