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narancias-headband · 2 years

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Brain hurty. Shit day at work. All I can think of is... Formaggio... 😌

Self insert f/o bullshit under the cut

Just trying to cope with work sucking ass and getting shafted for the remainder of the week.

(Quick aside... My self insert stand is Dark Days who, in short, has the ability to erase specific memories)

Just chugging through the day at work imagining meeting Maggi there...

That he had to bring his cat in for something. Probably overdue vaccines.

Bringing him into the room. Pleasant small talk while we struggle to keep kitty still on the scale. Our hands brush in that super cliche way, but I finally get the weight and duck out.

Telling coworkers in hushed tones about how that dude over in room 5 is hot. Everyone trying to slyly take a peek as someone else walks into the room.

Someone speaks too loud about it while the door is open. Uh oh. He heard that I think he's hot. I just know he did. That's super embarrassing.

No matter. Nothing Dark Days can't just handle...

I step in and tell him the total for the appointment today and talk about a few openings for getting kitty in for those booster shots.

He's sweet and a bit clumsy as he pulls out a handful of crumpled up bills to pay for the appointment.

I take advantage of the moment in which he's flattening and counting out bills to call my stand. I'm severely unused to any other stand users... I've grown accustomed to breaking out Dark Days for teeny tasks and getting away with it... But not now.

Formaggio stiffens up. Shit... He can see her?? What do I do now?

He bristles a bit, calling his own stand. My heart pounds. Shit shit shit. I've really done it now.

I call off Dark Days and apologize hurriedly. "I wasn't trying to attack you. I promise. She's practically harmless."

He narrows his eyes, his stand still honed in on me, waiting for a better explanation.

Feeling my face go impossibly redder I confess my motive, telling him how I'm sure he overheard our gossip and was hoping to have him forget that in order to save face.

He smiles slyly. "Why would you want me to forget that? I love compliments from beautiful women."

My heart. It's too much. How can someone pull off a line so smooth? I can do no more than flounder for words.

Finally, Formaggio has sorted through his pockets and produced the correct change for the appointment and vaccines that day.

I leave the room, thankful for the slow computers and ancient printer as they give me a moment to still my pounding heart.

I steel my nerves to step back into the room and hand him his receipt for the visit. He smiles again... That smile that I hope is already ingrained in my brain...

Just before he opens the door to return to his daily life, he speaks up once again. "Call me."

And just like that, he steps into the lobby and disappears into the parking lot...

It's probably not right to get his number from his chart... But...

#is this cringe as hell? maybe #i just been thinkin bout... him #and work is gonna be total ass this week cuz i have to work the hallway 3 days #i normally only have 1 hallway day a week and also i fucking hate hallway cuz people are always so mean and impatient #literally cried about work today and im like so anxious about another hallway day tomorrow i do NOT wanna #like... i usually like my job but i got shoved out of my treatment day (the best place to work) cuz no one else is willing to do anything #that they dont wanna do so i get shafted #like who tf cares if you dont want to i dont want to either and i already covered someones hallway shift today #maybe take one for the team u selfish bitch #but no things never happen like that cuz im too nice #if u actually read thru this and/or me screaming in the tags i actually love u so much #delete later #maybe

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