Chapter 3: Work

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Yes.


I spend a few hours talking with a more experienced employee about how to man the register, its not too hard just inputting cash and giving change.
U scan, take the cash and give change.

Easy peasy, there's even chairs we can just sit on and work.
There's also not really many customers...
Although...

There's apparently some Real creeps.

i take a seat, I get through about 3 customers until my first break begins.
I stand up to leave, but I get stopped by...
The neighbour?

Is he my neighbour???


"Hi." he says in a gravelly tone,

"hello, how many I help you today sir?" i reply in an customer service tone

"You smell good."

I stand there, shocked.
My eyes bug out of my head.
IS HE ONE OF THE CREEPS???
NO
NO
NO

AND TO THINK HE MUST LIVE SO CLOSE BYE
FUUU-

"oh sorry, that mustve sounded c̵͈̤̠̭̓̄́̈̇̽́̄̊r̴̦̠̫̣̓̾͊̍̚e̸̝͍͓̲̓͗̏e̶̡͙̯̿̑p̴͖̜͆̾͆̆̚y̸͍̜̤̮̗͚̏́̍̓͊̃̚͘ 
What I really mean is,
What shampoo do you use, it smells delightful!"

He smiles warmly and places a few items on the conveyor belt.
Some gum, a Mousse (that answers my questions) and a... Rope.

I attempt to manage an smile and respond
"ahhh... this is embarresing but I haven't showered for a bit, heha!
I'm going to soon dont worry...."

I ring him up as quickly as possible and hand him the receipt.
He walks off to the bus stop I assume...

I finally head off to break.
That fucking caught me off guard...
Wow.


After my break (25 minutes, I had some water and looked through some... Photos.)
It helps me not feel hungry anymore...
Those photos are the only things some days.

I sigh and stretch before returning to my chair,
To my surprise I see The man just stands there, he has his hand in his hair just curling the locks through his fingers...
Beautiful.

I snap out of my daze and question
"hello?"

He seems almost startled and responds 


"A̶̛͕͑̈́H̷̢̭̹̪̏͑̄͝ͅH̴̪̺̬̘͆̐̄̽͂́̈̚"

"shit.
uh, sorry!
I was going to ask but it slipped my mind, so sorry

But uhm, I'm John.
What's yer name!"

"hehha!" I chortel
"l/n, but you can just call me y/n"

"great. great
uuhm...
Are you doing anything after work?"

I start to feel my chest tighten...
This is how..
He.
Started everything

No.
this isn't him, this is just a random ass guy.
Its.
Fine.

I lean forward and whisper, 

"No, I'm Not
Why?~"

"N-No reason!"

He scrambles to get out of there almost tripping over, I giggle and get busy cleaning up my till and organising the notes and coins.


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