Chapter Two

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Damiar starts to walk back over to the desk that is right in front of mine. He never took his eyes off me as he sat down slowly. "D-damiar do you have a spare pencil or pen?" I try to ask as calmly as possible. He isn't making me feel right, but oddly not in a bad way.

As my shift begins to end i feel hot breath on my neck " w-what do you need?" it was my boss....he was fat and always smelled like cigarettes and cheese puffs....not pleasent. Damiar got out of his seat, walked over to my boss(we had different boss'), and told him "stay away from Y/N" I was taken aback. Why would Damiar help me?

When Damiar went to sit back down his hand grazed my back making me shiver slightly. I look at the clock and realize it was time to leave. When I leave to go to my car Damiar runs up to me "hey lets go get some coffee"  i look at him weirdly and slowly nod "uhm ok?"

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