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DENIAL

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Just as you left the station and on your way to the shop, your phone rang.

"Hello?" you asked slowly.

"Y/N! Thank god you answered! Kyung called in sick and the manager is coming in a day early! Are you on your way?"

Mi-cha's voice was like acid in your ears at the moment. You knew what she wanted you to do. Kyung's job was to sweep the floors every morning, Mi-cha restocked, and you took her previous job of counting the money in the register.

You sighed, ignoring her lack of proper honorifics, "Mi-cha, I'm not sweeping the entire store by myself."

You paused, "And how did you get my phone number?"

"It was on your application," she replied nonchalantly, "And why can't you sweep?!"

You shrugged, despite knowing she couldn't see you, "I don't want to."

She groaned, "I'll get you coffee every morning for the rest of the week."

You hummed, "Make it two weeks and you've got a deal."

"Two weeks? Y/N-unnie~ He's only going to be gone a couple days!"

You chuckled, "Calling me 'unnie' won't change my mind...but fine, just buy me coffee tomorrow and I'll do it."

She gasped, "Really?! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Tha—"

You hung up on her, shaking your head at her antics.

Kids these days...

You and Mi-cha ended up having quite the busy day. The manager had just gone through a break up and was taking out her anger on you both. Nothing major, but bad enough to put you in a sour mood.

Your sweeping and speed was unsatisfactory according to her, and she threatened to fire you. Luckily, Mi-cha stepped in an told her that you were still getting the hang of the job, despite you already working there for a few weeks now.

By the end of the day you were tired as hell, and just wanted to lay on your bed and let sleep consume you...but you still had homework to complete.

You yawned, "Mi-cha, you better not forget my coffee tomorrow, alright?"

She laughed, "Alright! See you tomorrow!"

You waved, stepping onto the sidewalk, looking both ways before crossing the street.

Despite the mild weather, you sneezed.

"Bless you."

"Thank you," you called, not knowing who said it.

You got a tissue out and wiped your nose, paying no attention to the fact that you had used the same broom as Kyung."

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"Kyung, you idiot!"

You sneezed, grabbing another tissue after throwing the old one into a nearby trashcan.

You picked up your phone, quickly dialing Mi-Cha's number.

"Hello?"

"Mi-cha, give Kyung the phone..."

"Y/N?"

"Mi-cha," you growled.

You heard her squeal before almost tossing the phone to her co-worker.