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"Miss Y/N, what time do you get off work tonight?" She asks, as I look at my watch. "Actually, I've got an hour and two minutes exact. Why do you ask?" She smiles to herself, which makes me smile, which makes me realize how surreal this is. "Great, I'll be back in an hour and 2 minutes." She laughs. "I'm taking you to get coffee this afternoon, so be ready." Yes, ma'am! I know this isn't happening. "Yes, ma'am! Will do." She leans in for a hug, which I hesitantly reciprocate. "Bye, Miss Y/N. See you later." I wave at her as she walks out.
Not but a minute later, I let myself fully relax and I turn to Delmar. "20 BUCKS OLD MAN! 1 Y/N, 0 Delmar." He just stares at me as I walk by and reaches for the towel on my shoulder and hits me with it. Causing us both to laugh hysterically. "Go ahead and pack up kid. Get home and get ready. You've got an hour." He smiles, and shoos me off. "Thank you Mr. Delmar, you're the best!" I say as I kiss him on the cheek, which is a very Italian thing to do.
"See you later kid." He smiles.
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*2:00 pm*Run just run...
Not to be an asthmatic or anything, but I cannot breathe. I hate running, and the only reason I am running, is because I have like 30 minutes to get ready. By the time, I make it home, it'll be 2:15, and by 2:45 I'll have to catch a cab back to work in order to be there on time. I have to be at least 5 minutes early, because I hate being late with my whole entire soul. It's my biggest pet peeve.
I make it back to my apartment building, barely hanging on for dear life, and having to crawl up the stairs. I manage though, and I open my door, sitting my keys on the dining room table. "Brooklyn! I'm home!" I yell out for my roommate. "Oi, when did you find the time to run through a landfill." She says sarcastically. "You know what, I think you sometimes forget who's older here." She laughs. "I only say that to make fun of you, don't get your panties twisted." This girl will actually be the death of me one day...
"Look, I need to go take a shower, I have..." I look at my phone. "15 minutes to be ready, I have literally 15 minutes to be ready, which is barely enough time. So for the love of God, please tell me your girlfriend is not here today?" "My girlfriend is not here today." She says, with a suspicious look. "Brook! This is the twelfth time this week she is over here... You know what, good for you, I'm going to go take a shower." I currently have a headache, and her name is Brook. I only joke, I love that girl to death, except her girlfriend. Her girlfriend is suspicious.
I take a quick shower, and throw on the nicest shirt I have, along with some ripped jeans and my lucky converse. I look in the mirror and sigh. "Don't screw this up, champ." I suddenly hear the door burst open, and through falls a certain human being. "Sorry, I couldn't help but hear that you have a date." Oh boy, here we go. "It's not a date Brooklyn, I made a new friend today and she invited me to dinner. That's all." I say. "So it's a date, with a friend?" She is taking this out of proportion. "No, it's just dinner kid. Besides, she's too old for me. She's literally like twice my age." "And? I don't see the problem." She laughs. "Brooklyn!" I yell. "What!? I'm just saying!" I rather die before I ever think of Scarlett in that way.
"Look, I've gotta go. I gotta catch a cab back to Delmars, and you know how I am with being late." She learned the hard way, of how I react when I'm late. It's not pretty. "Well, have fun on your date." She says as I start walking out. "It's not a date! If you need me, you have my location and number. I want your girl gone by the time I'm home." I say as I turn around abruptly. "Ma'am, yes ma'am!" She salutes me, which earns her a laugh. "Ok, bye!"
___________________________I get back to Delmars, one minute later than expected, but that's ok. As I expected, Scarlett was already waiting there, just standing, talking to Delmar about Lord knows what. "Speak of the devil, theres the girl of the hour!" Delmar shouts. "How funny, sir." I say mockingly. "Don't call me sir, kid, it makes me feel old!" I kinda find that funny, cause he is actually old. "Anyways, what were y'all talking about?" I ask, kind of curious to know. "Oh, just chit chat, ya know. He told me a lot about you! 4 years, at this place?! That's dedication kiddo." Scarlett says. "Yeah, you can't beat working at this place. You get free sandwiches and the man lets you leave early. What more could a girl ask for?!" I say causing them both to chuckle.
"Well, you girls better get going, we don't want y'all getting stuck in traffic!" At this current moment, I am starting to feel the anxiety of this whole situation. "He's probably right! New Yorkers are insane." Scarlett jokes. "Bye, Mr. Delmar, it was nice getting to know you better." "Likewise, Mrs. Johansson!" Delmar says as we start walking away. "Y/n, come here real quick." Delmar says, which causes me to whip around and walk towards him. "Yes sir?" I whisper. He grabs my hand, and puts a $100 dollar bill in it. "Have fun kiddo, and don't forget to breathe. She is obviously interested in getting to know you. Don't forget that." He pulls me in for a hug. "Love you kiddo, I'm proud." He whispers.
"Thank you Uncle Delmar, I love you too." I whisper back and happily reciprocate the hug. "Alright, now go. Don't make the woman wait any longer!" He ushers me away. "Yes sir!" I laugh and run out to her car, where she was happily waiting. "Sorry, to make you wait." I say as I get in the car. "Don't apologize, you're fine." She smiles. "Seatbelt, sweetheart." I was already getting it on, but it took me by surprise to hear her say those words. She cared and it was showing. Well, either that or she really wanted to kidnap me. But I doubt that last one. "You're such a mom!" I say which causes her to chuckle. "I understood that reference. And that's also cause I am one, punk." AH! This is something straight out of a Wattpad story. "Now, I understood that reference." I giggle.
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Second chapter done! Sorry that it's shorter this time, but I literally have a movie night with my mans in 15 minutes and it's also late.I hope you enjoyed. Remember to drink water, and try and get some sleep. Love y'all!
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