Diversity Imagines

Dog Groomer

-Sam Craske-

Your Pov
I walked into work shouting a greeting to Kelly in the back who was already grooming a dog. She shouts back telling me I'm on the next dog, I go to look at the appointment book to see Opie was in next at 9:45. Yay.

Basically, Opie is a regular customer and obviously every time he comes his owner comes. Duh. Now, I always and I mean always get nervous around Sam. But I have half an hour to calm myself down.

I look at the clock and see 5 mins to go. Don't get me wrong I'm not some weird stalker who Sam doesn't even know and I have a secret shrine for him, we know each other quite well because he's been coming here with Opie since he got him. Anyway, it's time.

"Hey Sam" I beam "Hello little one" I look towards Opie as he wags his tail at me. "Hey Y/N, you okay?" He smiles. "Oh yeah I'm great, you?" I say as I walk through the gate and bring Opie through to the back. "Yeah I'm great". I walk back to the front and his phone starts to ring. "Is it Mitch?" I smile. "Yeah of course" he chuckles. It's always Mitch, Mitch always rings because Ashley gets annoyed that Sam spends too long speaking to me so he is late to rehearsals.

The phone call goes on and I hear on the other end "Just ask her out", I start to laugh and here Sam groan and hang up. "He thought he would ring earlier so I wouldn't have the chance to start a convo" he sighs. "So erm would you consider going on a date with me?" He asks. "I'd love to" I smile. "Finally" we hear Kelly shout and we laugh. "I'll see you later Sam" I say. "Bye Y/N, bye Opie".