nyctophilia | dreamwastaken

encounter

WEDNESDAY:

I'm already up by the time the clock hits 8:00 am. I can't stop moving around, bored out of my mind. I check my phone, seeing no new notifications. I groan and I head downstairs, careful not to wake up Wilbur, who's snoring softly on the couch.

I open the fridge, grabbing a yogurt cup, and opening the drawer quietly to get a spoon. I set my phone down on the counter, and I'm opening the lid of the yogurt cup when my phone buzzes, destroying the peaceful silence.

I jump, dropping my spoon, which clatters loudly on the ground. I freeze, my eyes slowly trailing over to where Wilbur is. I hear him stir and I duck, hiding as I slowly pick up my spoon. My phone buzzes again and I swear under my breath.

The couch slightly creaks as Wilbur gets up and off, and I hold my breath. I hear his footsteps and when they're gone, I let out a breath. I lift myself from the ground, and this time, I drop my yogurt cup.

Wilbur is leaning on the counter, his tall figure towering over me. He has his elbow resting on the counter, his face leaning into a closed fist. He smiles at me. "Good morning to you too." I rest a hand on my chest, nearly dying from the lack of oxygen.

Wilbur lets out a soft laugh, and he stands back up. I grab my yogurt cup, quickly rinsing the spoon before wiping it clean and peeling the rest of the lid. I dip my spoon in and I eat it, keeping eye contact with him.

I then point my spoon at him. "You're an as-." Before I finish, Niki is downstairs, running a hand through her hair. "Goodmorning y/n! Goodmorning Wilbur!" She greets and we greet back. When I turn to look at Wilbur, he has a small smug smile on his lips.

I squint my eyes for a second before quickly eating as much as I can. I throw it away before grabbing the keys to Niki's car and heading out. Halfway to the store, I groan out loud as I realize that today is going to be one of the few days that Elias is in charge.

I can already see the smugness in his eyes, the way his voice switches from charming to serious quickly... 

When I reach the parking lot of the store, I check the time and see that it's 8:57 am. I smile brightly and I reach to open the door when I glance down at my shoes. Well, fuck me. 

I'm wearing my gray converse on my right foot and my black converse on my left foot. I sigh, getting out after a minute of staring at my feet. I head into the store and I hear a loud chuckle. I'm about to retort to Elias about my shoes because I'm certain he's talking about my shoes until I see the phone in his hand.

"Damn, 2 seconds late." He comments and flashes me a playful grin. I roll my eyes, shuffling behind the counter to get my shoes out of view. Elias, however, notices, and he snickers out loud. 

"No way. A closet malfunction, by y/n?" He says it like a shock and he walks behind the counter, still eyeing my shoes. I shift, embarrassment flooding in my body. "Keep your eyes up," I say and he looks up, his stupid grin still on his face.

"Were you really that late? What, did you speed by a few traffic lights on the way here as well?" I have to physically clench my hands into a fist to prevent them from slapping Elias. 

"Yeah, I also ran over a group of people crossing the streets." I scoff and Elias gives me a confused look. I only huff before clipping on my nametag. Elias leaves to flip the closed sign to open as I start up the cash registers.

"I get to be the boss today." Elias sings throughout the store as he fixes up some of the racks and piles of clothes. "Don't care." I sing with him and he stops, dropping the shirt he's holding.

"Okay, what is up with you today? You're like... mad." Then his eyebrows arch upwards, a mischievous look on his face. "Oh, I see. You're on your... satanic waterfall as some would call it." Elias chuckles to himself and I cross my arms, glaring at him.