Still Sick
"Justin, can you put the trash out? I need to list the newly arrived products here."
He stood up below the counter and, since there were no customers; he nodded. He brushed his hands on his pants and put on some gloves to avoid any physical touch from the dirty garbage bags.
His co-worker smiled at him and gave him an umbrella. "It's raining outside so put it at the back alley," he reminded.
Justin took the umbrella and pulled the garbage bags. He first opened the back door of the convenience store and then dragged those bags. Just from looking at the glass walls of the said place, the raindrops pattered along with relaxing sounds.