Phil sat down to eat and put his headphones on. Most people left and there was very few people staying.

It was getting late so not that many people came to eat but Phil was still here. There was only one thing I could think, poor Frank, Frank has to live with this everyday.

No wonder he's not here today, come to think of it no one is, Pj left a while ago and soon I have to leave as well.

The time when I had to leave rolled around and I got up from my spot, walked over to the door turning the sign around, and turning the lights off I quickly grabbed my stuff. "No Frank today?" Phil questioned sounding saddened. "Not today." I answered. "C'mon I have to go home." I told him gesturing to the door.

"Frank let's me stay a little longer than most people, he trusts me." Phil told me, not moving.

"Do you have a key at least?"

"Yeah, Frank gave me one a while ago."

"Okay, good. I'm gonna go home so be sure to lock up and stay safe. Bye." I told him going out the door before he can say goodbye, I hate goodbyes, it's like saying 'I won't see you later.' I dread goodbyes, so I leave before the other person can say them. I'm not so bad that I won't say them, anymore. I used to never say goodbye, I just left, no goodbye, no nothing. I used to be so much worse, believe me, this is nothing.