The Kiosk

The Kiosk is a cramped, vaguely defined convenience store that somehow sells everything you don't need and nothing you do. Operated by The Stoat, the kiosk remains open at all hours, though no one has ever seen it restock. It’s unclear who owns it, what the actual product list includes, or why it’s allowed to operate next to a bank that hates joy. Nevertheless, it’s a local fixture of Sala City and a reliable source of expired gum, mismatched batteries, and unsettling energy drinks.

Overview

Type: Mini Convenience Store
First Appearance: Escape from Winter
Location: Right next to the Bank
Staff Highlight: The Stoat

Atmosphere

Mildly Apathetic: Dim fluorescent lighting, faded signage, and a radio that only picks up weather reports from five years ago.
Time-Worn and Stagnant: Everything feels like it's been there longer than the building itself.
Barely Commercial: Transactions are optional, receipts are philosophical.

Known Inventory

Gum (some of it fossilized).
Keychains labeled “SALA CITY – A PLACE”.
Mismatched socks in vacuum-sealed bags.
Microwave burritos marked “not legally food”.
Single batteries in unlabeled bins.
Seasonal items out of season (Halloween masks in March, sunscreen in November).
A dusty rack of forgotten local zines.
“Water” in bottles that have gone completely opaque.

Layout

Counter: Protected by a plexiglass shield scratched beyond visibility. There’s a bell, but pressing it does nothing.
Shelves: Overloaded and disorganized. Some of the goods may actually be supporting the roof.
Mini-Fridge: Emits a faint hum and low-frequency growling. The door is taped shut.
Back Wall: Covered in obscure licenses and a single signed photo of Bunnyrack O'Bunny.