Anson's POV
I was just cleaning up my desk and getting ready to leave when the manager called me to his office.
"Now that most of you are here. Our janitor retired last week as you all know, so starting tomorrow there will be another one. His name's Charles and I expect you all to treat him with respect and show him around."A new janitor? Sure, it was expected, but why did they get a speech like that? Usually new employees just show up and that's it. Well he must be special then or a real jackass. We shall see.
Charles's POV
I open the door and bump into a skinny japanese-looking guy dressed in wide beige pants and a floral printed shirt. With his middle length hair he looks ridiculous.
"Won't you apologize?" he asks as I intend to walk past him. "What for?" "Are you serious? You ran in like there's noone and ran straight into me!" "So? You were in my way." I say calmly and walk away. I hear him still yelling but don't I don't listen or care. All I know is I have to get to the window to repair it.
Sadly there's a workplace just by the window and it belongs to the guy who was just yelling at me. He's standing next to me, staring straight at me. I'm working so I don't pay any attention to him. He still doesn't go away tho.
Anson's POV
Who is this guy? He must think he's super important if he's acting like that. But he's only a janitor so how could that be?
Judging by the time it takes him to fix just one window with a stuck handle I don't even believe he's capable to do the job. I mean even I would probably do it faster and better than he did.
"You done?" I ask annoyed, since his tools are all over my workspace and I can't really get back to sowing. "Almost," short reply that seems to somehow have slowed him down even more. He starts cleaning up after himself but he sure is taking his time to do so. Probably just to annoy the living sh*t out of me.
When he finally finishes I slightly push him when he slowly walks by, but he doesn't react. Well he looks at me like he's about to kill me but that's it. He leaves at last and I can continue to do my work which I now am falling behind with.
Charles's POV
He pushed me? That son of a b*tch! He actually pushed me! Sure, if that's how he wants to play, that's what he'll get. No problem. I will show him not to mess with me...
But before I can plot my revenge I have a whole lot of work to do. Clogged toilets, broken fans, tangled cables/wires, lightbulbs to change etc.
By the time I finish it's past my working hours and since I'm the last one to leave I have to lock up. As I lock every door (except for the main entrance) I head towards the exit and when I grab the keys I hear someone from inside yell: "Wait! Don't lock me in!"
I wait for the person to come out. "It's you," I say annoyed. "Had I known that, I wouldn't wait." "Had I known it was you who was still here, I wouldn't have yelled either." Meanwhile I lock the door and gead towards the parking lot on the East side of the builfing. Unfortunately he walks in the same direction. I walk faster to escape him, but he catches up.
Anson's POV
It's fun, chasing him like that. I can clearly see he's uncomfortable but hey, if I want to see what kind of a car he drives, I may as well chase him so it feels less like stalking.
To my surprise he stops next to a red corvette. He turns around, looks at me and says: "Bye," I'm surprised he did it but on the other hand I understand he wanted to at least make me feel like I'm not in control. And I'm not. It's obvious I followed him, since there's no other car here beside his.
I just nod as he drives away and start walking. I don't actually own a car so I usually grab a taxi to get home but I first have to walk to the main road to even call one.
Charles's POV
I turn in the first side street to see where he'll go. I watch him as he turns around and walks the other way, so I slowly drive after him, keeping my distance. I see him stand at the side and I suppose he's calling a cab.
"Well here goes nothing..." I think and I try to be nice for once in my life so I stop next to him. "Do you need a ride?" "I'd rather sleep here than go with you." "Suit yourself!" I shout and drive away. What an arrogant ass!
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FanfictionAnson works as a clothes designer for a company owned by his father's friend. Charles works as a janitor, recently hired for the same company. At first they hate each other but soon other feelings get involved😏