Finally, he got promoted to customer service. He didn't have too high expectations as a Butcher. But this was a dream come true. Not just because he enjoyed the meat but because it was at "Munch," a butchery that had become popular with his arrival. He provided them with special meat and they accepted it because it was low price and the clients loved it. Especially his former friend - his future wife.

He was sharpening his knives when finally he saw her passing through the main door, looking as attractive as always. "Hi there!" He called her excitedly, not having seen her properly since he moved from the town - at least not somewhere away from the shadows where he'd been stalking her like a creep.

The familiar bell above the door jingles as it closes behind her, the scent of fresh meat filling the air between them. Davon sets down his sharpening tool, his hands still stained with the day's work, a wide smile spreading across his face as he wipes them on his apron.