Time to Make the Donuts?

Outside, much of the neighborhood was still quiet. Mikey turned and headed out of his street, walking to a nearby shopping mall. He entered a donut shop, and slipped into the back, opening up one of the lockers and pulling out a uniform, then, still sound asleep, walked out front, pushing aside the person sitting at the counter waiting for customers and sitting down, leaning his head against his hand and resuming a deep sleep. Meanwhile, the person he'd replaced walked out the door, leaving behind all their personal possessions in their locker.