WIP
Oh god I already suck at posting haha. I hit a writing block but here’s a WIP of one of the prompts I started (critic is welcome so long as it’s not rude)
Prompt 189
Beep.Beep.Beep.Be- “hu-oh one second. Sorry, sir, this one doesn’t seem to want to scan” “If it doesn’t scan does that mean I get it for free, hahaha,” The man across the counter asked jokingly. Oh god, that bloody joke AGAIN.
“Haha afraid not sir, just going to try typing in the barcode” I replied to him in my best customer service voice with the least fake-sounding laugh I could muster. Can’t believe I’m stuck here typing in the barcode for a hazmat suit. Should have guessed that a craigslist advert for a job with little detail would lead me to a stingy part of god knows were, selling who knows what to awful people. Awful, awful people.
Losing track of time while making idle-yet disgusting conversations with customers about their latest jobs, I failed to notice my colleague come and tell me she was taking over while I went on break. I looked up at Caroline to say thank you, regretting my decision immediately. The poor girl, barely into her late teens and she looked like she was ready to just give up on life. Pale face with dark bags under her eyes, and what seemed to once be young vibrant bright blue eyes now dull and lifeless.
