Technical Support (M.C)

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I stand at the technical support counter. Its a slow and rainy day at work.

No one else is in the store but me and my co-worker, Jackson.  

Out of boredom, I sit and finish up the paperwork for the store's shipments, and Jackson responds to e-mails and updates the website for the company. 

All of a sudden, the store's door opens, making the sound of the rain stronger for a moment before it is closed again.

I look up and see that a boy who looks around my age has entered. (I'm 20 years old).

He greets me with a smile before I say 

"Welcome to Tech-Heads!" 

He nods, and walks around the store a bit. 

This boy was gorgeous. 

After about five minutes, Jackson leaves to do something in the back, and the boy approaches me at the counter. 

"Hey. I'm Michael!" the boy says, with a smile

"Hi, Michael. I'm (y/n)"

"I was wondering if you could help me with something, (y/n)"

I smile at him, as he pulls his phone out of his back pocket and scrolls a bit

"Sure. That's why I'm here...Whats the problem?"

He hands me his phone and it is opened to his contacts.

"There's no problem, I just couldn't pass up a chance to get a cutie, like you's, number" 

I smile at his words as I type in my number.

We say our goodbyes and he leaves.

A couple hours later, when my shift ends,  Jackson and I walk out, making small conversation.

We lock up the store and he walks me to my car. Once I'm in the drivers seat, I pull my phone out of my back pocket and notice  I have a text message.

xxx-xxx-xxxx: Hey, (y/n). It's Michael.. Whats up cutie?

I smile before texting him back and driving off. 

We texted the rest of the night.

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