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Ah, ten minutes till closing time. I can finally relax and pack up to go home, right? Wrong. Guess who decided to show up. Yep, the queen bitch in all her glory: Ms. Bubblegum. Great. She came in alone this time and walked straight to the counter I stand behind, without ever looking up from her phone.
"I'm here for the designs," she mutters without paying much attention. Since she wasn't looking, I rolled my eyes to express my annoyance. I just want to go home. It's been a tiring day. I don't need her on top of it. Wanting to be quick, I pull out her customer file and discreetly scratch out the nickname I gave her with a pen before revealing my designs. I was only able to draw three for her to choose from due to the small time frame. I try to make at least six for my customers, but she insisted on rushing me, so I did what I could. Noticing that she hadn't looked up yet, I internally groaned before speaking up.
"Here you go." At last, the teen looks up from the device and pockets her phone. Her eyes then gaze over the pictures with a look of boredom.
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Black Sheep
General FictionY/N gets more than she bargained for when getting to know the mystery creature that's been living in her shop silently for the past few years. She never would've imagined the sort of adventure he would lead her to, nor did she expected to be close w...