This choice: Allyson notices Carla sneaking back to the store room throughout the day... • Go Back...Chapter #6Addicted colleagues by: expandor  The rest of the day carried on at a similar pace to the morning; with customers trickling in and out at a steady rate, buying what Allyson deemed to be rather excessive amounts of candy. But, she supposed she should be grateful that business was good, even if she was slightly concerned by the sheer enthusiasm of the townspeople for what looked like ordinary candy.
Allyson restocked dutifully throughout the day, grabbing new boxes and replenishing the supply out the front. She had thought that this would be a less taxing job than being on the cash register, but apparently not, because her arms and back were now starting to ache considerably from all the lifting she was doing. It seemed like she was carrying a new box out every five minutes.
Throughout the day, she had also caught Carla - who seemed to be growing ever more excited as she welcome customers to the store - sneaking back to the store room to pocket more candy. Her trips had been pretty quick, and she didn't seem to be indulging in any huge feasts like the one she had enjoyed this morning, but Allyson was still slightly concerned by her apparent candy addiction. Maybe that's why she wanted to work here? She didn't seem all that bothered by the candy yesterday though.
As she looked over at Tara, the petite blonde looked to be struggling with the constant stream of visitors, and was looking ready to collapse at any moment. She was just trying to figure out someone's change while another customers asked her a question about how many types of candy were in the store. Allyson was just about to help her out, when she noticed another empty row on the shelf, and headed out back to grab another box.
By the time she had carried the box out of the store room, Tara had cleared the queue. She caught Allyson's eye, exhaled in an exaggerated way, and smiled. Allyson laughed and returned to her work, noticing that Tara was now helping herself to an opened candy bar she had hidden beneath the register. Allyson couldn't say she blamed her, though she had still yet to sample the candy herself.
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By the end of the day, Allyson was, once again, exhausted. She rubbed her aching back as she gathered up her things and prepared to head home. Tara looked equally tired; her day on the register having really taken its tole on her. She ran a hand through her cropped, blonde hair and yawned noisily.
"Long day, huh?" Allyson said.
"I feel like I've been here for days," Tara groaned. "Do you think we'll have some peace tomorrow? I can't keep doing this every day."
"Well, I'm greeting tomorrow, so hopefully," Allyson said. "Cash register seems to be the most stressful job here."
As they walked together, Carla emerged from the store room, a large gummy snake hanging from her mouth. She looked embarrassed and pushed it inside as the other girls approached. "Uh...hey..." she said, shifting from one foot to the other.
"Carla, you gotta stop sneaking free samples," Allyson said. "How many times have you been back there today?"
"I can't help it, it tastes so good," Carla moaned.
"Anyway," Tara said, turning her attention back to Allyson. "I'll see you tomorrow, I need some sleep."
"Same," Ally replied.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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