Mysterious Thief

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~ Septiplier One Shot ~

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Mark works at a really shitty job with an asshole for a boss, but will he speak up when he witnesses an attractive stranger stealing from their shop?

Mark's POV:

"Hey, dumbass, I'm leaving. You can work the rest of my ship, I'm going out tonight. Lock up at 9!" Earl yelled to me from the door.

Fucking asshole, leaving me here to work his shift while he goes to a fucking strip club. That's where he always goes after work, he's such a creep. He's like 45 and married, yet no matter what day it is he goes out and gets drunk. He's gotten kicked out a few times for trying to touch some of the girls without paying.

When he does get kicked out he comes back here and tells me how shit I am at this job and complains about getting kicked out. Starting to see why I hate him?

I hate this place, only reason I'm here is because my parents said I needed a job, but he doesn't even pay me good money. I put up with his bullshit and get him good business, can't he give me what I've earned?

At least at this time nobody really comes in here, it's too late. 8:50 pm to be exact. I swear to god if I hear that bell-

Ding.

"Fuck me." I growled looking up to see a green haired boy walk in.

He smiled at me, "Maybe later."

Shit, he had an accent, Irish, and may I say it was fucking sexy. He strolled around the little shop, looking at a few of our items. I watched him, memorizing his features, because, well, he was cute. He cocked his head toward me, a sweet grin on his beautiful face.

"You wouldn't mind giving me all the money in the register, would you love?" He said walking up to the counter in front of me.

"Wh-what?"

"I mean I could always shoot you but, I'd rather not, you're too cute," he said pulling and gun from his pocket and cocking it. I didn't need more persuasion than that. I unlocked the register and pulled out all the cash.

"Thanks babe, maybe I'll see you around sometime? Oh and here, just for cooperating."

He handed me a wad of cash and I opened my mouth to speak before he put his finger to my lips, "shhhh." He giggled before skipping out of the store.

What do I do now? I mean I do deserve the money after all I've done for Earl, but-

Beep beep beep.

Forget it, it's 9 I'm leaving. I shut off all the lights, locked the register, stuffed the cash in my hoodie pocket, then walked out the door locking it behind me.

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