"You look terrible." Dallon said.
"Gee thanks, just what I wanted to hear, first thing in the morning." I replied.
I dropped my bag beside my desk and turned on my computer. The logo of Sunny Day Real Estate popped up on my computer.
"Could you replace all the posters of the properties we have sold in the last two weeks? The new posters are on your desk." Dallon said.
"Sure thing." I replied, picking up the small pile of posters waiting to be framed. Dallon was a real pleasure to work with, he didn't like to complicate things, he was a great boss.
I walked over to the display of frames in front of the window and started to take down all posters that had the neon pink "Sold" stickers and replaced them with the new posters I was given. I would always look at the properties and imagine I was buying my own place, then I would pick a house or apartment and imagine how it would look like from the inside and what furniture I would have.
It never bothered me when I was in front of the window, my back turned towards people walking past. But today, I wished I had picked a different time to hang up the posters because the infamous Brendon Urie walked past and when he recognised me, he winked, he looked at my butt and made a "perfect" sign with his hands. I had never hated wearing pencil skirts, but as soon as Brendon did that, it made me wish I wore a long flowing maxi skirt. And now he knew where I worked. Great.
He confused me. One second he was all pouty and angry, and then the next, he was giving me those looks he had given me the first time I saw him at church. I absolutely hated his guts, and wished he had never moved here.
I quickly tried to replace all the posters and moved away from the windows as fast as I can.
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THIS IS NOT GOSPEL • (Brendon Urie)
FanfictionAll my life I was taught that God had a plan for me. But this time he didn't. This boy was slowly turning me into the sinner I had always been afraid of.
