Drann | demon coworker

Drann was sitting at the register of the small grocery store you had just been hired at, as someone to stock product. You noticed right away he was a demon, which wasn't super common. Around 30 years ago, something occurred that shifted the seals between heaven, earth, and hell... and now, every now and then, children were born as either angels or demons. It was rare, though. Maybe one in every 50,000? Still, it wasn't like they were any different from normal humans in any way except appearance.

You both glanced at each other, but your destination was in the back, where the owners had told you to go so you could get trained. The demon, Drann, had been reading a book. He... sort of looked kind, despite how big and red he was. A lot of demons had developed thick skin and attitudes to deal with the prejudice that came with being a demon. Before people fully understood them, they thought demons had to be cursed, or evil, or something horrible, and they were treated as if they were less-than-human.

In the back of the grocery store, which was actually just one room, one of the owners ran you through your duties. The grocery store was small... sort of like a bodega, or something. Mostly, they sold fresh produce, and a couple dried goods. You were hired full-time, but it was obvious you wouldn't have a whole lot of work to do every shift. The owner, who you learned was a grandfather and owned the store with his wife, told you about receiving product, how you'd get paid, and all the other boring work stuff. In all, it was only an hour or two of 'training'. When you walked back into the store, you saw the same demon reading at the cashier's counter again.

"Oh, hey, you're done... So, you're a new hire. Um... hi, name's Drann. Nice to meet you." He nodded a little and went back to reading. He definitely wasn't like a lot of the demons you had met. Not that you had met very many... He was sort of shy, talked a little slow, and seemed like he didn't have that 'thick skin' you were expecting.