No surprise I’m coming back. I read the book. Actually, no I didn’t. I left it on my desk and just waited a few days to come back.

“How was the book?” He asked

“Uhhh, five?” I said.

“You didn’t read it.” He blatantly said.

“How’d you know?” I asked, surprised.

“Cause there’s no folds in the bookmark I left in here.” He said.

“Fine. I didn’t read it.”

“So are you here to see me again?” He leaned onto the counter, looking deep into my eyes.

“As if! Can I just look around today?” I asked.

“Go on.” I left him there and turned to look at the first floor.

I slapped my head because of an oncoming migraine. I got a book which was delineated to turn you on. My migraine began to hurt more. I clasped the shelf and began to fall down.

“Hang on, Easton.” Hendrix said. He helped me up and stood me leaning on him. “You okay?” He asked.

“Bitch I almost collapsed.” I replied groggily.

“What did you eat for breakfast?” He asked.

“Does water count?” I asked. He sighed.

“Follow me.” He said. I didn’t follow him because he was dragging me instead.

“HE’S KIDNAPPING ME!” I said loudly as we walked to the backroom.

“Shut up!” Hendrix said. He turned to everyone and smiled at them.

“My bad.” I giggled.

“Can you try to not be loud?” He said. I sighed out a no.

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