After the kid left, James locked up the store and went into a back room. The back room was actually more of a small living place. It had a small kitchen and living/bedroom along with a bathroom with shower and everything. He made a quick dinner for him self, then sat down and watched tv for a bit. Then went to sleep, he slept for a good six of so hours. He had dreams like most people, but they were always of people he once knew or he would dream of death and the people he killed. Sometimes he would have a dream where he was actually pretty damn happy.<br/><br/>James woke up in the morning and did what he did every morning. Turn the coffee on, go take a shower, get dressed, then have breakfast. Once that was over, he went to the store. Turning on the light, turning the open sign on. Then grab one of the records and put it on, it was almost always Rock or metal. He didn't really like today's music, once that was all done. He sat behind the cash and waited for people to come in.