Today's off to a rubbish start.
This morning I spilt coffee all over myself, so now it looks like I shit through my penis on my pants.
Great image right?
I also learned that there's a new employee. And I mean, I haven't even met the guy yet, but frankly I don't want to. Why, you ask?
I hate people.
I don't like the way people act, I don't like the way people like other people, I don't like the way people judge people...JUST UGH.
The only reason I got this job, was to work in the electronics department and get discounts off of video games.
I don't have a life.
I don't have many friends.
I went to grade school with two other dudes who work here, Luke Hemmings and Calum Hood. I figured they'd get the hell out of this town as soon as lessons were finished, but one day I show up to work and I see the tall kid with the quiff and the young Asian looking fellow.
But don't tell them I said that.
So yeah, I work mornings in the electronics department. With the holidays coming near, it's actually the worst place to work, but hey, mo money mo bitches.
Just kidding, I repel the female population of the world.
Anyways, it's four 'clock, the end of my shift. I'm walking out of the employees' quarters after clocking out and heading toward the hair dye.
Yeah, it's probably really gay to be shopping for hair dye but this purple hair is fading.
My eyes graze across the endless bottles of colors until a voice pops out behind me.
"Hey!"
I snap around and see an unfamiliar face. This dude has curly brown hair and dimples, since he's awkwardly smiling at me to which I press my lips together.
I'm so weird.
He sticks his hand out. "I'm Ashton, your new coworker!"
I look down at his hand. He has some damn long fingers! But that's besides the point, I reach out and awkwardly shake his hand.
"I'm Michael."
He chuckles and looks behind me at the hair dye. Then he walks forward and picks up a pink bottle.
"I think I'd look spectacular in pink, don't you?" He asks me.
Is he serious?
"Uhm..." I respond.
He giggles, and it's a cute laugh. No homo. "I'm kiddin ya! But I see you need a new color."
I shake my head. This guy is a little too social for my liking, but at least he's not a dick...yet.
His brown eyes scan all the color before his face lightens up.
"Mate, you'd look great with green hair."
I think I might like this Ashton guy.
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aw michael the kitten meets daddy ashton.
wait wut.
lol well yeah so we've had a little chapter from each boys perspective. there'll be a lot more, and I'll try to do a different boy each chapter. c:
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Target ☓ 5SOS
FanfictionLuke Hemmings, Michael Clifford, Ashton Irwin, and Calum Hood are strangers...and Target employees.