Spiced Apple Toddy ~ Karl Jacobs x Candle Girl

III

Fuck emotions, man. Why does my heart have to do jumping jacks every time I watch a video of Karl now?

It's been five days since he's come to the store and my whole life is revolving around him coming back just one more time. My days consist of either hanging out with Clara, work, or a combination of both. And my nights are just watching his videos and streams, and the occasional game of Minecraft.

Finally, the day arrives where I see him walking outside the door. He must have been doing some other shopping because I've seen him go past the entrance at least three times. God I'm a stalker. 

It takes him long enough to get into the store. He looks around for a while, but I don't see any bags in his hands that would indicate he was shopping elsewhere. No big deal, I guess, people walk around the mall all the time.

Once he is in the store I have to fight the urge to just go straight back up to him to have a conversation because that's very unprofessional. But what am I supposed to do? I'm not just going to ignore this beautiful boy.

All he does for a little while is walk up and down the isles, occasionally stopping to look at something and constantly taking little but very noticeable glances in my direction. We actually make eye contact once but I just blush under my mask and turn away.

After a short while of this happening, I decide to break the tension and actually do my job, helping a customer. That customer may or may not happen to be Karl. 

"Do you need help with anything today sir," I ask trying and failing to force myself to stop smiling. 

"Actually yeah, I need help with candles," he says. This line comes out sounding almost rehearsed. 

"Well I'm just the person for the job," I say, regretting everything after I said that. Why am I so ungodly awkward around people. I hope he doesn't feel the same way I do about the words that come out of my mouth. 

He does nothing but smile and walk towards the large wall of candles. I follow closely behind, but being careful to not be too close. 

"Being as you got so many candles last time, I would recommend a wall flower, do you know what that is?" I'm not trying to sound mean, it just kind of comes out that way. Seriously, how many candles does one need? And that's coming from a person who works at Bath and Body Works primarily for the candles. 

"No, I've never heard of that actually," he says with a small smile on his face. I can't quite tell what it's trying to express, though. 

"Follow me then," I say and lead him over to a shelf where we keep the wall flowers. 

I give him a brief explanation of how it works and he seems to understand. 

After that, it's clear that neither of us want to stop talking to each other. The conversation went on for a little longer than it probably should have, and also we drifted away from the shelf. 

We idly walked around the store, me giving him a more in-detail explanation and him listening very intently. 

Soon enough, the conversation went onto candles as well. He told me all about his favorite scents, and I told him how I'm more of a seasonal candle kind of girl. Guess we'll have to agree to disagree on that one. 

Unfortunately, any time we got onto anything that wasn't somehow related to the store, I got a stern glare from my co-worker, and the occasional wink from Clara. One time she even pulled down her mas and mouthed 'lover-boy' in my direction. This meant that I had to shut down the chat if it didn't mean I would get a sale out of it.