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"We should have a Christmas party tomorrow night at your place." Justin suggested. Its Friday night and we're at work. I didn't really like the idea of having a party at my house.
"Why my place?" I asked, suspiciously.
"Because, you've got room. And a nice set up."
"I don't know, Justin. I mean, who would even come? I don't have any friends, well besides you."
"I know plenty of people that would come. Some you could make friends with." He smirked.
"Alright, fine. But, if anyone damages my stuff, you are replacing it." I said, sternly.
"Yes!" He said, loudly, fist pumping the air. I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" He said, picking me up and spinning me around.
"Okay, okay." I giggled. "Put me down. We still have work to do." He nodded and slowly slid me down his front side. I figured he would let me go when my feet touched the floor, bit instead he leaned in and placed a kiss on my cheek.
I felt myself blush and cleared my throat. "You won't regret this. I promise." He whispered.
"Okay." I smiled. I went to the counter when I heard the bell sound, announcing a customer. "Hi. How can I help you tonight?" I asked the woman standing before me. She looked to be about forty, with brown hair and green eyes. I don't remember seeing her, but she looked oddly familiar. She looked at my name tag and I noticed her eyes widened before she looked back at me and composed herself.
"Ah, yes. Could I get a um, a c-coffee, an-and a piece of pie?" She stuttered.
"Sure. That will be three dollars and eighty three cents." I said, after ringing in her order. She gave me a five dollar bill and I noticed scratches all over her hand. I didn't say anything about it and took her money, returning her change. "
I went about getting her order and she waited at the counter. When I turned back, I saw that she was wearing dark clothes with dirt scattered all over them. I felt bad for her. "Here you go. Have a good night." I smiled, kindly.
"Thank you. Ashley." She replied, smiling.
I nodded and turned back to clean up the counter. I also refilled the coffee container, hot chocolate, and sugar jar and made sure the mini fridge was stocked with milk, creamer, whipped cream and cherries.
I hadn't seen Justin around for a while. He must be in the back doing dishes or something. I cleaned the tables and fluffed the pillows on the couch and recliner.
"Hey, Ash. We're all set for tomorrow night. If you don't mind, I'll crash at your place and help you with setting up." Justin said from behind me.
I turned around to see him grinning. "Sure." I replied, shrugging my shoulders. That actually sounded like a good idea since I didn't know much about throwing parties. I mean, I've been to them before, but never had one myself.
"Great. We'll stop by my house before we go to yours so I can grab some clothes and stuff."
"Okay. You know, you should just get yourself some shampoo and body wash to keep at my house. Since you are there quite a bit." I said, jokingly.
"I'm sorry." He smiled sheepishly. "I don't have to stay if you don't want me to." He said, seriously.
"No." I said quickly, too quickly. "I enjoy having you over." I smiled.
"Good, because I like hanging out with you." He replied, looking sincere.
My heart melted a little. He's just so sweet.
True to his words, we went to his house after work so he could get some of his things. He told me to stay in the car and promised to be quick. He didn't want me to go in because of his drunken father.
Once we arrived back at my house, we started decorating for our Christmas party tomorrow night.
When the lights were strung and the tree looked amazing, thanks to Justin, we finished with knick knacks.
I fell into my bed face first as soon as I made it to my bedroom. It was eight o'clock in the morning and I needed sleep. Justin followed suit and collapsed next to me, turning the TV on. I passed out within seconds.
Here's another chapter. Next will be the party:-)
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