Dedicated to Tiffanijolly eternallywarped thevampiremeganne
"Y/n I need you to copy these papers and fax them to Mr. Winchester's office, call Ms. Stacey and verify the contract, type up a report on the Scare project, get me a cup of coffee and meet me at the studio." Your manager rattled off, thrusting various packets of paper and a laptop into your arms. "Coffee, sir?" He nodded, "Extra large black with six sugars and a triple shot. You can get yourself something if you'd like." He said, dropping a fifty dollar bill on the pile in your arms and striding out the door without a thought. You sighed and set the pile down, reorganizing everything to make it easier to carry. You sighed, brushing y/hc bangs out of your face and tugged on your black pencil skirt. Today's gonna be a long one...
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"Please hold it!" You called over the stack of folders in your arms, hoping the person in the doorway would hear you. They gave you a small smile as you buzzed through the door, dashing to get in line. "Can I help whoever's next!" The tiny blonde behind the counter called, typing into the computer. "Hi, yes..." you trailed as you walked up to the counter, setting the heavy pile down. "Can I get an extra large black, six sugars and a triple shot?" She rapidly typed, "Anything else?" She asked, not looking up at you. "Can I get a medium iced mocha; four creams, three liquid sugars, and a shot. Oh and whip cream please." She gave a short pause as she typed, "That it?" She asked, finally looking up at you. You nodded, "Eight seventy five." She said, holding out her hand expectantly. You handed her the fifty as she rolled her eyes, then handed you the massive stack of change. You tucked it away in your purse as best as you could before snatching the two cups and setting them on top your pile. Its just a 2 minute walk... you made it to the building, a twinge of excitement as you heard your bosses voice hopefully he'll grab his coffee and these files. "Y/n! Finally. Thank you dear." He said as he grabbed the two cups of coffee, "Follow me y/n. I want you to meet the new band." You huffed in annoyance as you tried to follow him, your feet and arms were killing you. "Y/n this is-" You bumped into something, falling in your ass. Your coffee splattered over your white shirt, files flew everywhere, and your heel broke. "Oh shit, are you okay? I'm sorry." The thing spoke. It had bright green hair and was extremely tall. "I'll be okay I guess." You stated quietly, trying not to cry in frustration. "Here-" he said, helping you to your feet and handing you his black hoodie. "I can't help with the shoes though. Sorry. I'm Justin by the way..." You gave him a small smile and shook his hand. "Y/n." You replied, zipping his hoodie. "Let me get you a coffee." He replied, picking up the files. You smiled brighter. "I'd love that."
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Motionless in White Imagines & One Shots (Open)
FanfictionJust a little something for the members of Motionless! Requests are currently open and is not just limited to current members. If you submit a request and it is not something I am not comfortable with I will let you know, but don't assume ;) Anythin...