First message
Lane stood in the stock room leaned against the shelf scrolling on his phone, he was always being lazy, as if he didn’t care wether his job was on the line or not, yet his eyes kept flickering through the window, there she sat on the stool, staring at the sticky note Rj left for them, looking impossibly out of his league, he swore Rj intentionally gave her a uniform shirt to small for her, the way it squeezed against her full breast, his face flushed, before looking back at his phone, she was minding her own business, as always quiet, never giving him an ounce of attention, she was mysterious and it bothered him that it turned him on, the way she give the cute smile when she got flustered, how she’d play with her fingers. He hadn’t heard her walk into the storage room, her curls plastered over his phone blocking it, she was being nosy looking at his phone, he could smell her sweet amber and Carmel perfume, she was so close to him, he could swear she heard his chest pounding. What are you doing? she looked up the innocent smile. Softly chuckling before stepping further into the stockroom. you know being, what did you call it? Right! Annoying. she mocked as her figure disappeared around the corner, she was using his own words against him, she had only been working her about 3 months now. Yet she seemed to bother Lane everytime they worked the graveyard shift together, he often wondered if she acted that way with the morning stocker, yet he had never actually seen that