robbers

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Zoe was a part time worker at Fred's Shop. The name of the small drugstore sounded as if it were to be a car shop, which confused Zoe, but she decided to ignore it knowing her boss's anger problems. Three anger mangement sessions a week seemed a bit too much for Mr. Fred, and Zoe somehow came to a conclusion that her job would be much easier if she didn't question anything.

Currently Zoe had her legs kicked up at the desk of where the cash register was located and read Ramsay and Barack Obama fan fiction. She would have been a bit more cautious on her first two weeks of working there, but after a while she later became aware of Mr. Fred's lack of supervision. Which for her, was great, it made her job and life much easier. After all they didn't get much customers, maybe it was because of the expired merchandise, and the roaming cockroach.

Before getting to the part where Rama was going to get it on the passionate fan fiction she heard whispering and quiet footsteps near the back of the store. Quickly, she propped up and sat straight on her spinney chair. Zoe remained quiet trying to hear what the whispering was about. She didn't quite remember anyone entering the store. The cashiers were right in front of the entrance, it couldn't have been possible for someone to enter unless...

Realization slapped Zoe in the face as her eyes went wide. She soon realized that maybe the people who were making the whispering might be robbers. Quietly, she got up, tip toeing (in my jordans) to the back of the store where all the expired chips were. Mr. Fred never really bothered to order new chips, which made Zoe question his lack of responsibility to his store.

The brunette finally reached the end of the store, hiding behind the way out of date sweets. Her breath hitched when she caught sight of two figures getting all the chips inside a black book bag.

Why would they need expired chips?

She thought for a reasonable answer but never thought why someone would want to steal out of date chips, or steal the crappy drugstore in general.

"Dude be careful with the chips." A voice said. It sounded as if it were a guy.

"Shut up, or you'll ruin this." A deep voice said in a harsh tone.

As the mysterious guys continued to pack up the bag with the goods, Zoe quietly took out her phone hoping to get help. She hesitated to diall 911, of course the intelligent robbers would hear her speak and probably try to kidnap her or something, so she opened up the message app, but once she had pressed the number '9', her keyboard made a sound.

Dammit.

Zoe shut her eyes closed, hoping it would somehow make her disappear. Of course it didn't work. The boys stopped moving, and stayed frozen.

"Shit, Shit. We're caught. I knew this wasn't a great idea. Should we run? Oh god, if we get caught I will lose my ninja turtle suit, that costed me a shit tone of work to get, I cant just loose it-." One them began to ramble.

"God Luke, shut up." The deeper voice said in a frustrated tone.

Many wild ideas began to form and fly inside Zoe's head. Were they going to make her watch their birth video? Use her as a smoking hot prostitute? Were they going to feed her the overly expired chips and make her have endless diarrhea?

"You." The raspy voice said harshly making Zoe shudder.

The poor girl finally opened her eyes, she tried her best to look bold and tough, other than a shaking chihuahua. Her eyes were surprisingly stern which took the taller guy back, yet her kept glaring at her, intimidating her.

"Slide me your phone." He commanded.

"No." Zoe bluntly said quickly.

"Look, just give me the goddamn phone, and no one gets hurt." He said frustrated.

Zoe thought of the possibilities that could happen to her. She couldn't get help. This town's police was crappy. The people here seem to always be locked up in their own homes. There was no way she could get out of here or have any kind of protection.

"I won't call them." She said.

"Sure you won't." Who Zoe was guessing was Luke, said sarcastically.

"I won't. Those chips are useless anyway, nobody else will buy them. Take them."

Zoe surprised herself by her own words. She knew Mr. Fred will be really pissed about it and throw a bitch of a tantrum. But already working in the same place for two months, and seeing only three items go by the only time she was working there had become boring. She needed something else in her life. Who knows, maybe when she's thirty she'll look back and laugh.

Finally she looked up to see the eyes behind the black mask the taller one was wearing, she was met by green looking eyes. Something about those eyes made her want to stay in that place and stare at them forever. As if she was trying to figure something out.

"Are you shitting with us?" He asked annoyed.

"No."

And with that she went back to her seat and continued on the heated section between Rama.

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omg this is boring like wtf i could do much better than this.

ok this is a short story- i hope. if this is longer than what i want it to be. im a loser at life like wow. what am i doing with life.

pls enjoy harry on the side (if on device all the way at the top)