#resabeauchamp

“So, this is what I’m thinking, you pull the fire alarm and once everyone is out of the building, I’ll steal the best item from each basket and then you and I can fuck off and do something that’s not totally lame.” 

“I got that sleeping aid Isabella recommended, the non-habit forming one, but problem is I forget to take it until it’s way too late. I won’t think about it until I look at the clock and I’m disappointed in myself for staying up until four in the morning again. So what do I do at this point? Do I just hire someone to climb up my window at exactly midnight and punch me in the face? Knock me right out? What?”

Fair. And yet, anyone that asked for a favor before mentioning what it was? It was guaranteed compensation was needed.

But he humored her, arms still crossed as he watched the store’s only other customer exit the shop. He was about to call out, wish them a good day, maybe a come back soon, but Resa’s words cut off his train of thought. “A date? With your sister?” He glanced back up, waving to the customer. They were gone, of course. He just hoped they didn’t leave a shitty yelp review. Or he would’ve, had he not been racking his brain.

“Wait which one?” There were four-- no three Beauchamp girls, right? Resa...um. Shit. He could see their faces but the names were lost. Lucky for him, the youngest rattled off a clue. “Jake? Wait, you mean you want me to go out with Krystal?” Aidan bit his lip to stifle a chuckle as he pushed himself off the counter. “I don’t think I’m Krys’ type,”

“Excuse me?” The woman tapped the girl on the shoulder with a small smile. “I don’t mean to bother you, but I had a question about the flu shots?” The only reason she stopped the other because it seemed like she was the only one working. Sheila didn’t seem to do anything and gossip to whoever was in the check-out. “Are y’all currently doing them? Do we get appointments?” it been a couple years since Jolene got one. She never seemed to get sick, but she had heard this flu strand was a doozie. “If you don’t know, could you point me in the direction of who would?”