"It’s 9pm!" I yelled across the store to my fellow co-worker Swathi, "Time to lock the doors." "Chill!" she replied as she slowly came out from behind the counter, "We haven’t had a customer in 3 hours." "Doesn’t matter," I quickly chimed in, "It’s time to close and I don’t want to be here all night." "Why?" Swathi replied sarcastically, "Do you have a hot date tonight?" Swathi knew I didn’t have a social life, which is sad seeing how I was a 21 year-old senior in college, but she loved to tease me. She wasn’t the best employee, far from it to be exact, but her father owned the store so we all had to put up with her. "Don’t you want to get out of here?" I asked her as she locked the door and walked past me into the back room, "It's Friday night, and I bet you have some drinking to do." Swathi was only 18 and a senior at school, but she had a reputation of being a party girl. She drank, smoked, and had sex.