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"And then homeboy just skirts off without even making sure I got in the house!" Y/n's homegirl/coworker complained to her.
"Sounds like a real gentleman Kayla, how about you don't entertain him anymore," Y/n replied ringing up a customer and parting them with a friendly smile.
The stubborn brown-skinned girl sighed deeply coiling her curls with her ring finger. "But Y/n he's so fine." She squealed.
Y/n turned around with a deadpanned look. "Do what you want but don't come crying to me when he breaks your heart." She stated exiting the counter to stock video games on the shelves.
"Yeah yeah anyways I got invited to this frat party, you wanna come? Who knows you might find someone to knock the cobwebs off your pus-"
"Kayla!! We're at work. " Y/n aggressively whispered tensing her lips like someone's momma. "Sorry" Kayla chuckled. "It's just I want you to get out more, see the world instead of staying cooped up in our apartment studying all the time."
"Look you know-" "I don't really do crowds like that," Kayla said finishing my sentence. "I get that but for once just-"
Before Kayla could finish her sentence the door chimed and a group of people walked in. I perked up to welcome the new customers when my eyes landed on a familiar face.
"Shigaraki, hey" I greeted with a heartwarming smile. He's a regular, at first he was cold and never spoke to me but with my many attempts to get to know him eventually he loosened up some. He would even buy the games I recommended.
"Hey" he mumbled pulling his jacket hoodie to cover his face more. I found this action quite cute actually and smiled again. "I'm glad you came through we just got some new games in and I picked out some that you may like." I beamed.
"Hey Shigaraki, this your bitch or something?" A deep sultry voice joined. Automatically the room went quiet and all you could hear was the soft elevator music play through the store's speakers.
My eyes shifted towards the owner of that voice. My eyes met with penetrating blue eyes and a man covered in scars and littered with expensive-looking jewelry and piercings. This man screamed danger and based on his persona I could tell he thought he was the shit.
"And who the fuck are you?" I stepped forward clenching my fists. Kayla could tell where this was going based on her previous experiences dealing with Y/n and Karens. The whole 'The customer is always right' mantra didn't apply to you because at the end of the day you'll fuck a bitch up if necessary.
"Hey babes, how about I talk care of them and you take a quick break. I hate to end up in jail with you because orange really isn't my color." Kayla joked pulling me away. Y/n absolutely loved how her best friend always found a way to loosen the tension in any situation even if she is hella boy crazy.
"Alright fine." But before Kayla dragged her completely away she said something to the scarred boy. "Hey, just so you know my hands are bisexual you can get fucked up anyti-" "Girl, shut the hell up before our manager hears you." After that Kayla brought me to the break room and left to finish my shift.
