The next day, Allyson returned to work. She was the first to arrive for once, and was greeted by a beaming Sarah, who was holding a long report in her hands.
"Ah, good morning!" Sarah said. "I've just been reviewing our sales from this week, it's really better than I could have expected. I need to pop out today to make a report to head office, so I'm going to leave you in charge, if you're ready for it?"
Allyson was honestly surprised. "Um...yeah, sure, I can do that...what do I need to do?"
"Oh, just keep an eye on the others, deal with any complaints, that sort of thing," Sarah said.
"Sure, I can do that," Allyson said. Truth be told, she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to, but if she could get through bio-chemistry at the top of her class, she could certainly look after some candy for a day. It wasn't exactly brain surgery.
Carla and Tara arrived shortly after, and Sarah explained the situation to them before grabbing her coat and leaving for the day. Carla, as always seemed to be the case now, was already eating candy; half a chocolate bar in her hand. She seemed to be eating candy every time Allyson saw her.
Not wanting to be too overbearing in her first five minutes as acting-manager, Allyson just suggested they head out front and get ready for the day. Tara was on restock, Carla on greetings and Allyson, once again, behind the desk doing sales.
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By midday, Allyson was exhausted. Her back was aching, her voice hearse and she was starving. With each customer she served, her stomach seemed to rumble. She hadn't eaten any candy all day, and seeing the enormous horde of customers today buying everything up was making her very envious. The crowds hadn't slowed down all day, and everyone had been rushed off their feet.
"Hey, do you want to take your break now?" Tara asked, sliding behind the desk. "I'll cover you."
"Ugh, thanks, I need to sit down for a while," Allyson groaned.
Tara took cover, and Allyson headed out back to the staff room. Carla was just finishing up her own lunch, which apparently consisted off several chocolate bars and a sandwich, half of which she had left. She wiped some chocolate from her mouth as she passed Allyson.
"Hey, crazy out there today right?" Carla said.
"I know, it's even worse than our first day," Allyson agreed.
As Carla nodded in agreement and passed by, Allyson could have sworn her dress was tighter, especially around her butt. Had it always been so form fitting? Shaking that thought off, Allyson grabbed her lunch; a light tuna salad, and ate through it in no time. Unfortunately, it did little to stop her hunger. Then the thought of a quick candy bar entered her head...the store room would have plenty...but then, she had admonished Carla for taking from there earlier this week. It would be a little hypocritical to do the same thing.
Then again. Her free samples were at home...she could always replace whatever she took.
Allyson looked down the corridor to make sure the coast was clear, then slipped into the store room. Immediately, she knew what she wanted; the chocolate. She grabbed a full bar, tore open the foil and bit into it, a soft moan escaping her lips as she took a bite of something more substantial than leaves.
What is it about this stuff? It's so addictive. I've only been eating it for half a day and already I want more. Must be something in the recipe...
Allyson was smart enough to know that the chocolate was probably designed to be as addictive as possible, but she still couldn't stop herself from grabbing a second chocolate bar. To her surprise, and delight, this one had a gooey caramel centre, and she found herself munching through it as quickly as her first.
I need to stop eating this stuff. It's not healthy, no matter how good it tastes...I wish I had a lab to analyse it, that would be interesting. I wonder if the University would let me..
She found herself unwrapping a third bar, and then a fourth...and fifth. By the time she had finished and taken stock of what she had done, her lunch break was over, and she was surprised to find the empty wrappers strewn in front of her. Embarrassed, she brushed them aside and hid them behind an empty box, before returning to work...
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With another exhausting day over, Allyson said goodbye to the others and supervised the closing up of the store. Before leaving for the day, she found herself returning to the stock room to dispose of her empty wrappers from earlier as well as grab another few chocolates for the trip home...
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