Circle K Doorman

We pulled into the Circle K parking lot in Benson. It was an extremely warm December evening. The moon was full.

Nick was in an animated conversation with an invisible friend near the entrance. Their conversation was crazy talk. Nick had blond matted hair and a scruffy beard.

As I approached the door, Nick broke off his conversation, and quickly opened the door to the Circle K.

I thanked Nick and got my chocolate milk. Nick returned to his rant.

I paid for my chocolate milk, and proceeded to the Circle K exit. Again, the doorman interrupted his conversation to open the door for me.

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