How is this fair?

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I begin running towards the unfinished tents and use all my willpower to put them up as fast as I can, the adrenaline making my high more noticeable and making it harder to put up the tents in this heat. I turn for a second and see Striker close to being done already, I think he could feel my eyes on him since he turned to look at me mid-lifting up a tent, and he smirks at me. I feel my face slowly heat up, watching him lifting something even mildly heavy made my heart race. I want to get to know him more, and this little competition might help him open up, maybe even just a little. 

I try to go faster my mind getting foggier by the second, huffing from the heat. About ten minutes pass by and I finally finish, huffing I sit down on the ground under one of the tents. I peer over to see two full rows of complete tents but no Striker. 'How long has he been done for?!' 'That was a pathetic performance' I hear footsteps approaching again, Striker has two glasses of water in his hand, and I look up at him "How long ago did you finish?" I ask shyly. he just lowly laughs, handing me one of the glasses of water, "Oh darlin' I've been done for a while now, I just got more.. experience." he smirks. I take the glass and chug the ice-cold water, "I have always been more of a city girl I guess." I nervously say.

"City folk ain't cut out for this kind of work, especially not the dainty ones" he spoke a little lower near the end, but I could still make out what he had said. There was a slight silence before, 'Wow he just called me weak' 'You know he's not wrong'. "I am NOT dainty.." I say straight forward and coldly. I look at Striker and he just shrugs, for some reason the way he shrugged I couldn't help myself, I just busted out laughing.  He now stares at me with the most confused look on his face, which just makes me laugh more. "Hahaha, yo-you oh satan-" unable to finish my sentence while laughing at him.

Striker just stares at me and smiles his gold tooth showing when he does, he extends his hand for me to stand up, and I take his hand while wiping tears from my eyes from laughing. When I finally stand up we both turn to the sound of the farmhouse door swinging open, "DINNER IS READY!" Lin calls out to us, "Thank satan I am starving!" I smile at Striker who now is just smiling stupidly at me. he chuckles "I'm sure you are darlin' I can smell the devil lettuce from a mile away." he lets go of my hand and starts walking towards the house, I follow him close by wanting to grab his hand again, it was so warm and surprisingly soft for someone with many blisters. I find it hard to believe they are all from farm work. 

Once we reach the house Striker holds the door open for me, "After you darlin'" he smirks and tips his hat. "Well thank you cowboy~" I tip my invisible hat back at him before walking in and towards the kitchen, again laughter and talking emerge from the kitchen. I walk in with Striker and we find seats unfortunately for me the furthest from him but next to Blitz and Millie. Striker on the other hand did not react and was sitting next to Loona and Joe. I found myself staring at him until Millie broke my thought, "Y/N don't think I don't see you making goo-goo eyes at him." she purrs in a teasing tone. "What me? no, not after my last relationship I'm done with that shit.." I started to pile food on my plate seeing as mine was the only one empty. everyone was talking so loud so nobody could hear my and Millie's whisper conversation.

Blitz now joins the conversation, "What shit are we done with, is it the bitch talking shit about me?" he questions while eating, "No Blitz, just something about Y/N." Millie hushes Blitz, "Is she done with my shit already, the job hasn't even started yettt." he whines, and wriggles his eyebrows at me. I blush and roll my eyes, "Blitz trust me I'm not referring to you." I poke him when I say you. "Good because I wouldn't want to lose my favorite employee before her first day!" he smiles at me and speaks in an ill-have-you-know kind of tone. my blush getting slightly darker and I just giggle, Millie notices this and frowns. She knows Blitz would hurt me due to the Stolas situation and she doesn't want to see me hurt again.

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