"Next please."
I called up the next customer. People think working at Victoria Secret is fun; well it's not. You see a lot you wish to un-see or just people are just rude to you in general. It was a long process to get the job so I don't complain too much.A tall man strode up. He had a majorly defined jawline, hazel eyes with a glowing green rim, fluffy hair- a lot of it and he was overall breathtaking.
He put a few things down on the counter and I scanned them in.
"Lucky lady whoever gets this. What's the occasion?" A weird question but it amuses me when people give me their stories.
"No one in particular. I was hoping on finding someone today, but it looks like I've found her." He smirked at me and scanned my face. I blushed a bit but continued what I was doing
"Lucky girl." I chuckled
"Yes you are." He handed me a slip of paper with his number and name.
"I like that name, Ethan." You tuck the piece of paper in the back pocket of your boyfriend jeans.
He gave me a look as if to say, 'and you'.
I pointed to my name badge that had my name written in fancy cursive writing, "I'm y/n.""Pretty name for a pretty lady. Text me later b." And with that, he handed over the cash, said keep the change, picked his bag up and strode out with a massive grin smothered across his charming face.
I stood there astonished at what had just happened. I laughed and shook my head as I called the next customer up.
Maybe this job isn't as bad as I originally thought.
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I quite like this tbh even though it's short.I have something majorly important to ask, please please please please read my new book I published. It's called Spoilt and is a Jack Gilinsky fan fic.
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FanfictionJoin me for a few hundred word rendezvous with the Dolan Twins - I apologise for the first load of imagines, my writing gets better, I promise -