Something is up with the man in orange

Prologue

I opened my eyes as the sun bled through my curtains and shone directly into my eyes. I winced and covered my eyes, shuffling to the side slightly. The sun seemed to follow me as I pull strands of orange hair out of my face. Sighing, I slid off the bed and stumbled towards the closet. The door was pulled open and I scanned over the various clothes inside. Every shade of the rainbow was present and all in perfect rainbow order. I can't help it, OCD is a curse and a blessing. I pulled out a pale orange crop top and tossed it to the bed. A yellow cardigan grabbed my attention and my eyes lit up. I promptly tugged it off the hanger and threw it to the bed. I shuffled over to my drawers and pulled out some high waisted black skinny jeans and threw them backward.

Yawning, I trudged over to the bathroom and turned the shower on. I was already only in my boxers, the perks of living alone. I dropped my boxers and stepped into the shower. I didn't mind the burning sensation the water gave I enjoyed it. Half an hour passed before I finally stepped out and coiled a towel around my waist, peering over at my phone. I choked on my spit as I read the time on my phone. 6:25 was plastered on the screen and I panicked. My job interview started at 6:30 and I'm not even dressed! I rubbed away at my body with the towel and pulled up my jeans. Grabbing my crop top and tying my cardigan around my waist, I hopped onto the banister and slid down. I pulled my top on as I got to the bottom and yanked my keys off of the table next to the door. My converse were slipped on and I ran out the door.

I ran down the road towards the diner fumbling with my cardigan. An old woman who was down the road was struggling to pull her bins out and I slowed slightly.

"Morning Denise, need a hand?"

"Oh Jackie my boy, aren't you on the way to an interview? You were talking about it yesterday."

"Yes I am but still, do you need a hand?"

"Oh, Jackie you are too kind,"

I smiled at her as I jogged into her driveway and pulled the bins out.

"Good luck Jackie!"

I smiled and ran down the road towards the family dinner. It slowly became bigger and bigger the closer I got, the sign reading " Freddy Fazbenders Pizzeria". I smiled to myself and pushed the door open.

"Ten minutes late," a voice sighed. I looked at the man talking and he seemed to have a phone for ahead. The plastic dated dial-up was a deep red and the rest of his body was in a fancy suit and tie. On the tie seemed to be... cats?

"I'm sorry sir, I woke up later than expected."

"Well, it doesn't matter. I told you to come in an hour early so you could start your shift after the interview."

I raised an eyebrow "But this is only an interview,"

"And? At Freddy Fazbenders that's how we work. Now ready for that interview?"

"Yes sir," I chirped, standing up straight. He nodded slightly and led me down the halls, giving me a short but sweet tour of the establishment. That was until he showed me the safe room.

In front of the door stood a tall man with luscious purple locks held in a low ponytail, which was swept over his shoulder. He also had the same skin condition as I, his skin was a beautiful pure purple. Although my skin is orange, it's the same condition that causes this pigmentation. You're either born with it or you're not. He looked at me and his dark eyes lit up. Dark in the fact that his Sclera was black, iris were a pale purple and pupil was a pale white. He smiled down at me then turned to the man next to me.

"Sup Phoney,"

"Hello Dave," Phoney sighed. It seems like The man didn't want to see Dave, maybe it was a grudge or he could just be a bad employee. The purple man looked at me with a smirk and narrowed his eyes.

"Well, Phoney, who is this orange beauty?"

"Dave stops making the new employees uncomfortable, or your pay check will get sliced."

"Fine fine," he turned to me once more "I'll see you later my little Tangerine~"

"DAVE!" The phone headed man shouted yelling at him as he walked down the hall. He looked at me with an apologetic expression.

"My apologies, Dave does nothing but cause trouble here, and sadly you'll have to work alongside him."