Solangelo One Shots

Snowed in

Nico's POV

"The snow is still coming down hard in all parts of New York. Folks are advised to stay inside, as the roads are extremely icy and dangerous. There has been talk of closing the streets, so tonight would be a good time to curl up with your family and watch that movie you've been dying to see. That's all the weather for now. Next, Kirk with sports."

I groaned, sweeping up a pile of dust into the blue plastic tray I was using to clean the small convenience store where I worked part time.

"You don't really think they'll close the roads, do you?" I griped to Will, my coworker.

"I don't know," Will sighed, poking his head out from isle three, where he was restocking the swiss rolls. "It's coming down pretty hard out there, and I haven't seen a plow truck all day. I heard it was getting to about three feet." he paused for a second, then grinned goofily. "Hey, aren't you about that tall?" I threw a bag of chips at him and he ducked, the chips hitting the far wall.

"Why do you want to know?" he asked, coming out completely from isle three. "Do you have someone to get back to?" He didn't look me in the eyes when he asked the question, almost as if he didn't want to know the answer.

"Yeah, my dog, Mrs. O' Leary. We were going to watch Labyrinth together, but if the roads are closed than I guess I'll have to stay here all night with you until the roads are cleared."

"That could be fun," Will said. "We could hang out together, just the two of us. It would be like a slumber party!"

"Yeah, just me, you, and your bad jokes," I muttered, rolling my eyes. "Not my idea of a good night."

"Well," he shrugged, walking over to the radio systems and turning up the volume. I could hear Kirk the sports guy talking about which basketball teams were in the lead this season."I guess we'll just have to see how it plays out, won't we?"

I was putting today's profits in the safe when I heard it, the fateful sound that would determine the course of the next twelve or so hours. The low, cheerful voice of the weather man boomed out of the speakers on each corner of the store.

"This just in, folks; the roads are indeed closed tonight, and will most likely be closed until tomorrow afternoon. Cozy up with your blankets and hot chocolate, because this is going to be a long night."

I groaned, not bothering to put the last hundred dollars or so in the safe. No one was going to rob the store tonight, not with the roads closed. "This sucks!" I bellyached.

"Oh, come on, it's not so bad, is it?" Will said. He unclipped his small oval name tag from his shirt and tossed it on the counter as if he were a customer waiting to ring something up. "Haven't you always wanted to spend the night in a convenience store?"

"Why, have you?" I snorted.

"Loads of times. I've always told myself that if there was a zombie apocalypse, I would barricade myself in a convenience store."

"Well, I don't see any zombies around, so being stuck in a store for the night is kind of pointless, don't you think?" I asked sarcastically, gesturing to the street to prove that there were no zombies roaming around in the snow.

"Well, unless you want to walk to the nearest motel in below zero weather which, might I remind you, is twelve miles away, you're not going anywhere." I wanted to complain but I knew Will was right. I was stuck here for the night whether I liked it or not.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," I sighed. Will's face lit up with a smile the size of Russia.

"Awesome! So, what do you want to do first? I figured I could make little tiny braids in your hair. I've braided my sister's hair before, so I'm pretty good at it." I chuckled, thinking that he looked sort of cute, with his golden blonde hair falling in his eyes and his smile that of a kindergartener's about to play in the mud.