The store was empty, same as it was most Monday afternoons, as Andy flipped through the albums in the shelves lining the walls. He was looking for some good music to listen to during his boring shift at the store. He saw a record cover he recognized, and grinned, picking it up. “Hey Zoe! How do you feel about listening to the Misfits today?” He asked, showing the album to the girl who was his only coworker most days.