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"Keep your head up Princess, your tiara is falling."
"Did you really try to comfort me with that line?"
"Well. Is it working?"
"What do you think? No, it's not."
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When Cassidy graduated high school she never thought anyone would...
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Owen can barely keep his eyes open the next day at the Beach Shack. Its his own fault, he should not have stayed up so long on the phone with Cassidy, and searching the internet for tickets if he knew he had work the next day. Owen has never been good with planning his sleep schedule, for some reason he needs to have exactly nine hours of sleep or else he cannot function the next day.
He only got about four hours of sleep the previous night.
When he crashed into the counter again, he made a mental note to take a nap after work. Not without texting Cassidy before and checking in on her.
Cassidy is really making an impact on his life. More so than he had figured and would like to admit.
Even though he had planned to make an impact on her life, he didn't really think about that be recuperated. That is why he freaked out and didn't talk to Cassidy for almost three weeks.
Nobody had ever had a crush on Owen. The ex-girlfriend he mention to Cassidy early on in their conversation, does not exist. A complete lie that he still doesn't know why he made up. Just like the guy he recently made up.
The only reasons he can come up is to make her jealous and angry. However he cannot fathom why he would want Cassidy to be either of those things.
Sure Cassidy is a beautiful girl from what he remember all those years ago - more like almost one year - in high school. And surely she can only get more beautiful.
Owen does not know what happened after high school - more specifically after she ran out of the school swearing at everybody at the school with ears. If he had heard and seen correctly when he was still in school, Cassidy did have a boyfriend.
A boyfriend whom is a major step up from Owen. Making him a huge downgrade for Cassidy.
"Owen!" he hears from the back of the shack snapping him out of his thoughts.
He spins around and sees his boss staring at him with eyes narrowed in anger. "My office, now!"
"Yes Sir," he mumbles as panic overcomes him. His boss is usually an easy going guy, so this is out of the ordinary. It also doesn't help that Owen barely slept and is hardly functioning.
He hurriedly walks to the bosses office, bumping into people and things on the way there. Standing in front of the closed door, he knocks quietly waiting for the que.
"Come in, Owen," he hears in a gruff voice.
Not bothering to wonder how his boss knows it's him, he opens the door and slowly walks in.
"Hello, sir, you wanted me?" Owen asks lightly.
"Yes Owen. I noticed you seem to be having a hard time concentrating today. What could be the cause of that?" he comments leading back in his chair with crossed arms.
"I am not sure, sir," Owen lies not making eye contact. It wasn't even five seconds before he blurted out: "Okay. I do know, I didn't get enough sleep last night."
His boss nodded and looked at him uncrossing his arms, "go home and take a nap Owen. Come back for dinner rush if you want to or stay home, you can have the day off."
Owen could barely contain his joy, "Really sir? Thank you."
"You're welcome, just come in tomorrow prepared and well rested." his boss said slamming his hands lightly on his desk.
With his hand on the door handle, Owen started to leave when his boss said one last thing, "Oh, I almost forgot. Go get that girl you keep talking about and texting or whatever you kids call it."
The blush on his face could not be hidden, no matter what he could come up with for a reason.
