167 days before:
It was a couple of weeks since the last time I saw her. Usually I’d check the vinyl records section to see if she was there and for some reason she wasn’t. Probably found a new hideaway place to for her to do her leisure work.
Today was a different day. A great day actually.
I walked over to the guitar section and noticed you were sat in the corner again, minding her business. Although this time something was different.
She was holding a guitar in her hands.
Normally I would say that customers had to put the instruments away or they had to pay for it, but I couldn’t help but watch her play so fluidly and passionately. It was beautiful. But since I am the worker and she is the customer, I have to do my job.
So I walked over to her and finally spoke to her.
“Excuse me, miss?,” I spoke cautiously. “I you want to play that, you have to pay for it.”
She looked up at me and removed the headphones from her ears, pretty obvious she was mad at me at the time and couldn’t stand me at the moment.
“What if I buy it later?” she said to me. I blinked a few times trying to grasp her concept.
“I was really hoping you’d buy it earlier this morning,” I replied back with a smile.
A small smile crept onto her lips before you shook it off. Quickly, she put the guitar back and walked out the store.
“I also don’t buy from assholes, dick.”
Wow did she have a way with words.
Yes all of these chapters will be short fight me
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"Her" || m.g.c.
Fanfiction"What's your name?" "I'm not telling you. I don't trust you." "Then what the hell am I supposed to call you?" "Call me Her."
