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02: The Not-So Lovely Tale of Meeting a Coworker

🎁 Blake Christian – Dec. 2, 2014 

   My first day working as an elf at the mall wasn’t all that bad – okay, maybe I’m over exaggerating that sentence right there. It was absolutely terrible, I loathed this job only five minutes into it and that’s because I was two minutes late for it because Fate had decided that she would visit me on my first day – no doubt take humiliating pictures of me and post them on all things social media – and I had argued that no way in hell am I letting her see me dressed as an elf. I had won that argument but had gotten in trouble by Ted who had scolded me but left me off with a warning before shooing me out of the dressing rooms.

   “You know, this is a free country. I could go to the mall if I please,” Fate tells me this morning before shoveling more Frosted Flakes into her mouth. I rolled my eyes at the girl and flicked a cheerio at her.

   “If you do, I will make it my life mission to ignore you,” I warned her while getting off the stool to place my bowl into the sink. It was her job to do the dishes since in fact, I had to be at work earlier than her. That’s the only perk I’ve found so far in having this job. “See you later, alligator.”

   Stepping into the dressing room fifteen minutes later – the luxury of having a car is dominant here – I was greeted with my three other coworkers, all of them looking up when the door slammed behind me. I greeted Fae first by giving her a wave, she was already dressed in her costume and was slipping on her shoes, before my eyes drifted to the two males, who completely ignored the stalls located two feet away from them, who were both shirtless.

   “Hi, gorgeous,” ‘totally fine piece of British crumpet’ Liam greeted me with a not-so subtle wink. Automatically, I rolled my eyes and gave the second boy, Joe, a wave. “Oi, no need to ignore me. I want to be loved too.”

   Ignoring him, I went over to my locker and began to take my costume out.

   “So, what’s your name?” Joe asked, clearly American unlike the other one. “My name’s Joe.”

   “Blake,” I greeted throwing him a smile over my shoulder before grabbing the clothes into my hand and making my way toward the stalls.

   “I’m Liam!” British boy called out, strapping the huge cushion to resemble Santa’s stomach to his waist. I admit, he’s got a nice body – you know, without the Santa cushion.

   “Yeah, I don’t really care!” I called back giving him a sarcastic wink before shutting the stall to change into my costume. I grinned triumphantly as I hear ooo’s coming from Fae and Joe.

   “Feisty, I like it.” I heard Liam comment before there was a knock on the door. I quickly slipped on my dress, tights and shoes, not bothering to put on the hat that contained obnoxious elf ears. He spoke again, “If you need any held with your costume, I’ll be happy to help.”

   Rolling my eyes, I opened the stall door and pushed past him groaning internally as the elf shoes jingled with every step I took. Fae looked at me with surprise, yes, I’m the ultimate speed changer. I threw my clothes into my locker before looking back over to Liam who slipped the huge Santa shirt over the stomach cushion.

   “You know, it may be not allowed to admire your coworker but I’m willing to break that rule for you, love.” Liam smirked over to me before slipping on the beard and hat.

   “Sorry, I don’t date old dudes.”

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(A/N): Aye, look, it’s a cocky Liam! I did – well, technically Blake – say that in the beginning it was not-so lovely so I had to make Liam like this obviously because if he was his charming self, Blake would be putty in his hands. Btw, what do you think of Fate? Fae? Joe? I love these characters so much! Oh, and look, the story is picking up! I hope you liked it! x

Please vote, fan and comments – maybe even adopt a pet squirrel while you’re at it because why not?

P.S. the lovely Joe played by Dylan O’Brien is at the side/top