She finished her nightshift at McDonalds and walked home. For some reason she didn't have a car today.
And I as a stalker, followed her in my car.
She cautiously looked around her surroundings until her eyes landed on me.
I couldn't hide from my Rose.
I pulled up my car next to her and got out from my vehicle.
"Her girl," I flashed her one of my perfect smiles, "Is your face from McDonalds?" I played the stupid. "Because I'm loving it."
I opened the door to my car for her.
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Literally I'm loving it |✔
Short Story#1 in mysteryguy 1/19/19 "Welcome to McDonald, how may I take your order?" Rose nonchalantly spoke. "Well...." "Sir?" She turned to the window and right in his car, smirked a very handsome face. She hates working at McDonald. like really hates it. S...
