-𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤

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Greetings
This prompt was given to me by a friend :0
(The reader is a woman and sorry if the end seems rushed)
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Greetings This prompt was given to me by a friend :0(The reader is a woman and sorry if the end seems rushed)————————

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"You fucking freak." One of you customers spat at you. You flinched slightly l, the grip of your hand on your other tightened. "I apologize." Your voice was monotone. "Hey, hey, hey! Stop harassing my workers!" You turn to see your manager and partner, Hange, stomping over to your register. You both worked at a grocery store with Hange being the manager and you being the cashier and shelf stocker. All you heard was muffled yelling as your mind drifted to your own world.

You were a stoic person, or in other words, you never let your emotions show in public. It wasn't really a bad thing but some people treated you like a robot. Always trying to poke at you to get a reaction. You felt like a toy to the world. Something everyone threw around for a social experiment. You snapped back to reality when Hange gripped your shoulder. "Hey love. You wanna be excused for the rest of the day." They whispered, lightly massaging your shoulders. You only nodded and started heading for the back room.

You were almost ready to go home until Hange stopped you. "Hey, how are you feelin." They leaned against the closed office door. You shrugged at their question. "I don't know. A little startled but I don't know what I expected. He was someone I was keeping an eye on ever since he stepped in our store." You explained. The customer you had to deal with smelled of cigarettes and alcohol. He was also wearing racist symbols on his denim jacket. People like that worried you and for good reasons. They've proven themselves to be violent at times.

"Hm. But how are you feeling emotionally?" You slammed your keys down on the table in front of you. "How you think?" Your voice was still solid with a small quiver that could have easily been missed. "Babe. Do you want to go to my office and talk about this?" You nodded. Once in the office you broke down.

"I'm not a fucking freak, Hange! I can just handle my emotions better. Why the fuck does everyone thing I'm this robot who doesn't know what happyness or sadness feels like? I'm in a fucking relationship! I know what it feels like!" You sobbed, hitting Hanges chest as you two hugged. "I know. Shh shh, I know." They started to sway back and forth with you still clutching onto their shirt.

"Here, you stay in my office for the rest of my shift and when I'm done, we can go back to your place and just relax. Today was stressful for you." They kissed your head and looked at you. You nodded and wiped your eyes with your jacket sleeve. You chuckled. "Yeah ok. I'll wait."

"Good girl." Hange kissed the corner of your lips.

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