Took you Long enough (Jonah x FEM reader) EDITING

Shoplifter Part 1

Garrett had pulled Jonah and I towards the couches, said something about an old white guy being asleep on one of them and needing help waking him.

"Whoop-whoop!" Garrett's unexpected first attempt at waking him wasn't successful. "What are you doing? He's so peaceful, just let him be. "We're in a store Jonah, I don't think sleeping on the merchandise or whatever is allowed."

"Hey, if I got to be awake, he got to be awake." I agreed with Garrett on that. "Maybe we should just call Glenn-" "Yo! Old white dude! Black people taking over!"
Yet the old man still hadn't moved. "Ooh. That usually makes 'em up." I gave Garrett a confused look. "You've had to yell that at someone before?"

Ignoring me, we all started thinking the same thing. That the old man could be dead.  "He's not.." "No, he couldn't be." Garrett and I took a step back, "He better not be." Yet Jonah walked towards him, tapping him on the back to get him up. "Hey, pop-pop. Hey-" As soon as he did the man fell to his side.  "Ah! He's actually dead?!"

Garrett started wheeling around in circles,  panicking as he started shouting. "Oh! Jonah touched a dead guy! He touched a dead guy!!"

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After the upbeat music of the intro played, we had been called into a meeting. Where Dina was reading off the dead guys license. I wasn't paying attention to most of it, I was taking this time to continue sketching an outfit I had to make for a college project. It had to be made for a kid, and something that the said kid wanted it to look like.

"According to his license, he was 87. Probably died of old age." Cheyenne chimed in, "My great-grandma died the same way. Her mom too. Bad genes I guess." Completely dismissing Cheyenne, Amy pointed out that Dina had kept the dead man's wallet and no one cared. Agreeing with Amy, "Yea I feel like that's something maybe the coroner needs."

Dina, seeing no problem with it, "Finders keepers." Glenn then started talking about our feelings towards the man, and got upset that no one seemed to care. Which led him asking Amy to say something for the man. Not knowing what to say, she just read off some of the stuff on his license. Which I had zoned out most of all of that happening. "-um, in conclusion, he lived on Oak Street." I started clapping for her, and no one wanted to join it.

Mateo seemed to care more about the couch. "Tragic. What's going to happen to the couch?" "Ooh yeah, he died on that fancy one." "He died on the fancy one?" Looking over at Cheyenne, I nodded. She and I would spend some of our breaks sitting there and just talk about school or something. "Does that mean it's gonna be on sale?"

Glenn and Dina ended up arguing about the truth. Glenn said something about Dina rambling in her podcast. When did she even start a podcast? And why didn't I know about it??

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The kid that I was making the dress for was Amy's daughter Emma. It worked out since she brought her into work today. Because she wasn't supposed to be seen, I had been texting her asking about her preferences when it came to the fabric or colors for the shirt I was making her.

And because I was on my break, I was trying to remember what fabrics I already had while looking through what stuff the store sold. Finding one I figured she'd like, I took a picture of it and headed to the jewelry stand. Pretty sure Amy said something about them being there.

Getting there, I only saw Jonah. "Uh heyy do you know where Amy is? Had a question for her about her daughter." I wasn't sure if he knew that Emma was here. I sure as hell wouldn't be the one telling him. He set down a book he was looking at, as he turned to look at me. "Oh uhm, Amy's with Glenn. But uh- Emma.., should be in the bathroom-"
I gave him a confused look, then put it together that he knew. To which my expression turned into a disappointed one. "You suck at keeping secrets. What if I didn't know she was here?"