just speak for once

part one

Word count: 2030-ish

A/n: this may or may not be my first proper fic yay for me.

"Dan you can't just stand about all day, you have be social and, I don't know, socialise with your customers" my boss explained to me, he has a way of sounding nice and innocent but you can tell that he is boiling up inside. See, I work in Toys R Us, which is one of the UK's biggest toy stores, I don't even know why I'm working here, I should have got a job in an office where I didn't have to talk to anyone. I have social anxiety and it is literally my worst nightmare to talk to people, I would usually stand and hide or always have one of the price sticker machines on me so if anyone looks at me I could turn to an object and pretend to price it. Obviously some people would come up to me anyway, usually just to ask where something was mind you but my heart would still pound and I would begin to sweat and I would fidget and panic and end up saying that whatever they were looking for was on the other side of the store.

So here I was, staring at my boss as he gave me a lecture about how he expects better of me and that he didn't hire me so I can stand and do nothing. I can't tell him about my social anxiety, he would probably fire me right there and then for being stupid and letting him down. I wasn't really listening to him much but I probably should have as he just pushed me into direct view of a customer and pointed and said "that guy, he looks like he is struggling why don't you ask him if he needs any help?", I agreed out of my own free will and slowly started to walk forward towards the man, "it's going to be okay, he's only a man looking for help, nothing could go wrong" I kept telling myself over and over in my head, until I turned around, and saw my boss staring at me with his arms crossed and his eyes fixed on me. "Oh god, oh god, oh god, if I make a mistake then he is going to notice and he'll fire me and shout at me and everyone will notice and ill cry and... can I help you sir?" I didn't notice that while I was talking to myself I was actually still walking up to the man at a steady pace, my sub-conscience must of helped me out cause I didn't even realise that I said that to the man. I stood there patiently waiting for an answer, why wasn't he answering me, did he not hear me?, did I even say anything?, am I still thinking?.
"no I don't think you can actually" the man turned and laughed to himself, the man was fairly attractive, not going to lie, he had black hair and bright blue eyes that looked like an ocean, though not to dark that you can't see the bottom drown in them, he was pale skinned and pretty tall, a bit smaller than me that that's normal for me as I am 6"3. 'He seemed like a nice guy', I thought, I turned around again to see that my boss had gone, this put me at ease, and even more that they guy was talking to was friendly.
"Oh, how so?" I asked, as much as I hated talking to people I couldn't not talk to this guy, I had to help him some way or another.
"well you see, it's my daughter's birthday and her mum doesn't like me much, as eh, I don't really just like girls much anymore, if you get me, and she isn't to supportive of that idea, anyway I'm getting of subject, her mum told her not to talk to me about what she wanted cause and I quote 'if he loves you, he should know' so yeah I have no idea what I'm supposed to get her." The man explained, he was right, I couldn't help him, I felt so bad for whatever was happening in there family, if they even were still a family, I don't even know I feel like he just pored himself out on to me and I don't know what to say.
"Oh, yeah your right, I'm sorry about that, is there anything that your daughter, said she liked?" I had to do something, I don't care what my boss will say, I have to help this guy even if it takes all day.
"sorry , I feel like I have just pored everything out onto you, I guess I had to tell someone, I'm Phil by the way, and to answer your question, no because, whenever I see her it's always, 'mummy is getting me this'". Okay, now I feel genuinely sorry for the guy, I have to think quickly I don't know what to say.
"Erm, well, why don't know take what she said and get her extra parts that make whatever she is getting from her mum better, her mum can get the expensive part and you can get the cheaper parts that actually make the game or toy better?" "I'm Dan it's nice to meet you" I added on to the end.
"Well Dan, that a great idea why don't we get started"