Weekly Struggles. (open)

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“Do something with your life. You can do so much more than being some checkout boy.” Friday repeated once more with his typical sarcastic tone. All while he stocked the shelves of Zonko’s joke shop. These were words ripped straight from the most recent letter from his mother. Sure, he could do more but that wasn’t the problem. Friday wasn’t exactly sure what he wanted to do. Many of his family had a path they had wanted to follow from a young age. He hadn’t been such a child. Aside from just having fun and following whatever was interesting to him at the moment nothing stuck out. The constant letters and messages from his parents weren’t helping either. Possibly, just possibly all the people who told him he had been wasting his time messing around while in school might have had a point. Granted Friday would never openly admit such a thing. He didn’t regret anything he had done but now he was just here. Not content enough with the life he had but equally unmotivated to find some other occupation.

Friday had pretty much fallen into his job at the joke shop. It had been hiring and his parents refused to keep funding his lifestyle if he wasn’t going to be in school or doing something they considered important. “What’s the point of being adopted by a rich family if I can’t just live off their money forever? Right?” Friday asked, jokingly, out loud to a passing customer. They just gave him a confused and dirty look before going back to their shopping. Friday shrugged mildly annoyed at the dirty part of their reaction. Friday was used to confused looks but there was no need to be mean. Either way, Friday didn’t exactly want that life. He hated the idea of being a leech to the family that took him in as a baby and raised him.

Eventually, he took notice of the small line forming near the register, it didn’t bother him at first till the realization hit the clueless Weekly. He was responsible for checking people out. Rushing toward the register he moved from absentmindedly stocking the shelves to absentmindedly ringing people up and taking their payments. “Hey, if they can make a sorting hat for Hogwarts do you think they could make a career hat too?” Friday asked the next customer up to as the idea hit him. Never one to keep a random question to his thoughts.

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