.:. Chapter fucking three .:.

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Readers P.O.V
You ran over to the fallen worker and picked your bike off him. He got up and brushed the dirt off him. "S-sorry!" He just looked in disgust and walked away and begun to clean the tables. The other workers who had been laughing had gone back to working. I left the cereal box in the small bag my bike had. Walking inside, I was welcomed with a pleasent aroma. I continued walking, not paying much attention. And then I found myself on the ground. I groaned in pain. I slowly got up and saw another person on the ground. I quickly scrambled to my feet and helped him out. Once we we're both standing, I looked up. "I'm sor-" 'holy crap he's cute' He smiled slightly. "No it's my fault." 'HNNNG HIS VOICE' "I w-was looking f-for the owner" I stuttered, my face a bit red. "I am the owner" 'he's pretty hot for the own- stOP' I was feeling pretty stupid at the moment. And I was still blushing. "I c-came to apply f-for the job o-opening?" He nodded and smirked. "Then follow me." ( I have no fucking idea how tf to apply for a job so magical time skip to tomorrow when you gets le job )
☆ The next motherfucking day in a mother fucking Porsche ☆

Readers P.O.V.
I was violently being shaken awake. "D-dammit t-theo I told you t-to stop waking me up l-like this." I groaned and furiously waved him off. "Well then your going to be late for work." I aburtly got up. He jumped back a few. "Work!" I ran into the bathroom and got into the shower. "Did you bring the cereal back I still want some."
( I'll continue le chapter coz I is still lazy )

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