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Mr And Mrs Green Eyes

"Wow babe, you sure are handy," Dan says, smiling at the piece of paper laying in his hands, printed with Aliyah's number.

"What can I say? I do what I have to do, ya know... when being threatened," I say sarcastically, faking a smile at him.

"Don't push it," he growls.

"Whatever, I have to go anyways," I pick myself up from sitting on his bed.

"You're my nurse, the only place you should be is in my cell. Where exactly are you going that's so urgent?" He raises his brow at me, folding his arms.

"The guards are gonna look after you like old times. It'll only be for today, I convinced Ms Grundy to let me leave work early due to emergencies," I sigh, adjusting the nurses hat on-top of my head.

"What type of emergencies?" Dan asks, rushing each word.

"I'm meeting up with Aliyah at her bakery. It's a big emergency since ya know- back at it again with the threats," I say sassily, faking a laugh at the end of my sentence.

"Watch it with that sass of yours before you regret it," Dan grits his teeth.

"Yeah? And what exactly will you do to me? I'm already under your watch," I fold my arms at the man.

"Keep acting up like this, and you'll get your punishment right when we leave this place," he says slyly, ending his sentence with a smirk.

I shake my head, scoffing at his comment. After another sexual remark about me, I exit his cell, ready to leave this place for the day.

***

After getting home I decided to take a quick shower. I quickly placed on my black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, a leather jacket, and my black converse.

Joey was currently visiting his grandma, which meant for a few days I can have the apartment to myself, and do things without being questioned about my every move.

I grab a granola bar to quickly eat while walking to Aliyah's bakery. I would of waited to eat something there, but due to the invisible breakfast I had this morning, I've been pretty hungry.

I headed out the building, walking my way to the bakery, hoping it wasn't busy so I would have time to talk to Aliyah.

***

The ringing of the bell appears through the room as I enter the tiny bakery. It was warm, visually. The walls were a tanned paint color, the lights were more warm than cool, and the smell of warm goods made my stomach growl.

As I glanced around the bakery, I was more than glad to see no one currently here, besides Aliyah and a coworker. She stops her actions of looking over the baked goods, and cash register when her eyes meet up with mine.