I wipe down the counter, the last guy who came in was so disgusting, he was so suggestive and just overall a dick. All my employees are out right now, so I'm just running it until the next shift, and then I can look into more of them.
I look up as I hear the door creak open. A man with long brown hair and a full black outfit comes in, he walks around for maybe 15 minutes before coming to the counter, I was just dusting off the register, it's not very used obviously these days, with all these people getting cards and stuff, except for kids, but not many kids come in here.
"Excuse me, do you by any chance make custom candles?" I look up at him
"Yes we do, would you like one?"
"Yeah, I would. Is that okay?"
"Yeah it's okay, fill this out, and then I'll look it over and give you a time estimate" As he's filling it out, I zone out for a moment, just going over my mental checklist, making sure I have done everything I should. The paper comes into my vision, and I look it over.
"This will probably take a day or so to make completely, so I'd say check in soon, and I'll have it get to you as soon as possible."
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I walked into the store, setting the bags of candles I made, for restocking and custom orders. We got really popular really quickly, probably because we're cheaper than most places are that sell candles and also the fact that our candles are the best we can make them.
As I start restocking, the door creaks open, I can't look over because I'm facing away from it. I assume it's one of our earlier customers or one of the people who ordered a custom order.When I finish, I head up to the front, and I start reading my book to keep myself busy until a customer comes up to ask something or check out.
"Uhm excuse me, I was wondering if you were done with my order?" I look up, it's the guy from the other day.
"Oh yeah I do, give me a second." I grab the candle from the bag and hand it to him
"Thanks, Uhm..."
"Evan, my names Evan."
"Well, thanks, Evan. I'm Connor, it was nice meeting you, here" He hands me some money "Keep anything extra for me, okay?" I smile and nod, as I wave him off
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Not my best work, but I really like this story idea, comment and let me know if I should write more of this one.
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FanficI Don't have a clue what I'm doing, my friends Motivated me to write a one-shot book so I am Thanks Kat for the Cover btw don't yell at me
