Transcript Start<br /><br />Tromping down the aisle toward the counter manned by a new face you hadn't seen before, you slide a box of nicotine sticks over toward the man who seemed mildly amused by your presence.<br /><br />"What's got you down kid? Don't look too happy there&#8230;that why you getting cigs? Wouldn't recommend it in my opinion, plenty other ways to beat stress besides wasting away."<br /><br />You had to hide the disdain in your voice when you told the busybody of a cashier you were just getting it for a friend. But the mention of the word only made the blood in your veins do a jig once the memory of what had happened earlier today crosses your mind again. You sigh in exhaustion, half expecting him to either stay quiet or get all defensive in your face&#8230;but he simply laughs it off in a strained voice, causing a pang of emotion to swell within your soured heart for the briefest moment.<br /><br />"Ahh, sorry about that. You see, that look in your eyes&#8230;it's a look I've seen before. Friendship&#8230;fickle concept ain't it? One moment you can be the best buddies in the world, inseparable through thick and thin&#8230;and the next; you're complete strangers, people who can't stand looking each other straight in the eyes&#8230;"<br /><br />Slapping the box of cigarettes impatiently against the counter, you tell the man to hurry up, feeling a strange fever begin to take hold of your mind. You wanted to hurry on our of there but the damn cashier seemed oblivious to your condition, grabbing the box before turning his back to you instead of scanning the damn thing, you bark a stifled question through an arid throat that compresses it into a barely audible croak. Thankfully for the man's keen senses however, he manages to hear you loud and clear&#8230;though he didn't seem the least bit interested in picking up the pace any time soon.<br /><br />"Come now, patience&#8230;tell me, your friend? What's got you all flustered about him? Why do I wanna know&#8230;just indulge me for a moment&#8230;and I promise I'll try and help as best I can~"<br /><br />Rolling up baggy sleeves while tugging uncomfortably on the hem of your pants before the ridged edges can chafe against tender skin, you give a condensed recount of the days events; catching your friend and certified loner; Max, suddenly hanging out with the sorority girls. Giving you the cold shoulder after blatantly making eye contact with you. And the terrible ache in your chest that left you restless and undecided on what to do next.<br /><br />"So you thought coming all the way out here to get your smoking fix would be a good way to set your mind straight? Sorry miss, but that ain't how you go about solving problems&#8230;"<br /><br />Something about the way he spoke irked you a little, shifting in place while the zipper of your jacket slips a little lower to the subtle movement of your body as you fidget nervously. Maybe it was his slick voice, or the fact that he seemed to know a lot more than he was willing to let you in on. But you were certain he wasn't an ordinary cashier running the night shift, pressing him with a question while tucking a stray golden lock behind your ears.<br /><br />"What should you do? My dear, isn't it obvious by now? If you want something, you have to work for it&#8230;same logic applies here, because from what you said&#8230;this Max of yours hasn't hooked up yet, and even if he has, the relationship's probably shaky&#8230;so you tell me; what should you do?"<br /><br /><br />Your cheeks flush red at the implication behind what the bold man was saying. Wondering if it really was the right thing to do, only for your mind to go blank once the cashier turns around to face you once more, planting a box on the table. But it wasn't the cigarettes you had picked out earlier&#8230;it was a box of condoms, the sight of which had your body tingling with alien fire, burning prominently within your supple tummy while your mind races with the purpose behind such a salacious implement being offered before you, tightening abdominal muscles while you felt your folds flex and clench in need at the arousing image that flashes by in your fuzzy cranium.<br /><br />"Hmph, glad to see you got the idea&#8230;so? What're you waiting for?"<br /><br />Chastising the man for being such a pervert despite the hypocrisy stemming from how 'exposed' your choice of clothing left you in more ways than one. You struggle to hide the growing damp spot between your legs while playing it cool, acting as if your collar hadn't just popped and your unsupported breasts were now sagging forward like a milky tease. Slipping a ten dollar bill out of your pocket in exchange for the box of rubber sleeves before turning for the exit, not even waiting for your change as you wave the cashier off, telling him to shove it and keep his nose out of other people's problems.<br /><br />Deep down inside however, you were mildly thankful for the man's simple yet enlightening advice, taking the path leading down the right, away from your home and towards Max's apartment unit. He would regret pulling that stunt, you would make sure of it. The very idea of one of the sorority skanks enticing your friend over to their side now made your blood boil, smirking a little once you realized what was essentially a pep talk had opened your eyes on what steps to take in order to rectify this problem.<br /><br />You'd been too kind on Max, too hands off with him. But you were done playing the shy girl waiting for the day her crush would turn her way and confess. If he wanted a woman, then you were ready to take your current relationship as childhood friends to the next level. After years of being aware of him stealing glances at your developing body, there was no way you were going to let him run off to another girl just like that.<br /><br />And as you mused over the various ways you could bring Max to heel, the memory of that curious nightshift worker you just spoke to would fade away, leaving not even the faintest of traces behind. 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