Who was his manager you ask? Why no other that momoi.

"Dai-Chan, you have another interview."

Aomine groaned. "I don't want to go. Plus you said you found (F/n). You were supposed to tell me where she is. I want to see her."

"Do you know what time Americans work? If anything she is working. I thought we went over this." She put a hand on her hip and tapped her foot on the ground.

"Huh? We did.... I don't recall such a thing... Hey by the way bring me some bread. I'm hungry."


Momoi narrowed her eyes are aomine, then picked up one of his Jordon shoes and threw it at him full force

It bounced off his head, and landed on the floor again.

"OI! What was that for!" He sat up and rubbed his head.

"You get up and get your own bread! Now get dress, your interview is in a hour!!" With that, momoi left slamming the door hard.

Aomine rolled his eyes. "Who says I'm going?" He smirked devilishly.

He climbed of the bed and went to take a shower.

"I'm going to find (F/n)."

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"Morning Miss.(L/n)!"

A cheerful voice spoke to you as you walked into your work place.

You smiled at them and waved.

You went to sign in your name, then went to work.

"Looking good as always (f/n)." A flirty voice whispered in your ear.

You turned around to meet eyes with your co-worker, (guy name).

"Umm thanks?" You raised an eyebrow and continued to work.

"Come on, compliment me back!" He made a sad face at you, and you just rolled your eyes.

For some reason, ever since you worked here, (guy name) has been hitting on you.

He would touch your shoulder, 'accidentally' touch your hands, and even try to hint you on dates.

To which you refused of course. You had a son to take care of for crying out loud.

"So.... I made reservations to a restaurant." He winked at you.

"Oh? How cool.." you said without looking at him.

"It's a fancy restaurant."

"Hn."

"I reserved a table for two."

"Are you taking your mom?"

He scoffed, "no I was planning on taking a pretty lady with me."

You raised your eye brows again. "Oh really..who?" You feigned ignorance.

He leaned down to your ear and whispered. He made sure you felt his hot breath.

"She is sexy, smart, sarcastic, and plays hard to get." He brushed his lips on your ear.

You turned your head to face him, his lips were inches away from yours. If he was to make a step forward, your lips would meet.

(Guys name) finally thought he would get a kiss from you, but boy was his wrong.

"Too bad she isn't interested." You smiled and walked away, satisfied with how you rejected him.


(Guys name) sighed angrily. He clenched his fist and smiled

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