It was fun hanging out at the counter though there were some days of awkwardness and such.

Nice people who didn't isolate me, being the only jc kid and the youngest there.

Hope days at John Little would be as good as this.

And I wouldn't forget "Y-C-Hey!" 

Never fails to cheer me up~ ^^

Last day wasn't as busy as I thought it might have been.

Didn't really meet anymore guailan customers.

I'm still pissed traumatized okay.

Suckers.
Wanted to buy some stuff but hey, there's still John Little right.
And it'll be morning shift throughout meaning lots of time to shop after work!~

Highlights of the day:
Marian's (sp?) roar (okay I know it happened at the end of the day but it was too hilarious to not be prioritized xD)
A finally not-that-awkward dinner (I can't imagine what if I'd joined them instead :/)
Not a highlight but I totally got kicked out my counter at night.
So sad.

Don't know if we'll still ever meet (probably not) but the memories would never fade.
So much.
That's saying a lot for a STM peep like me.