Status: mibba month!
Taylor
“simply terrible”
I heard the rattling of the clothes hangers, closing my eyes and praying that the person who was moving them wouldn't make them crash to the floor. I let out a sigh as the inevitable happened, and I turned to face the culprit.
“Taylor,” I stated grimly, forcing a smile. I should have known it would have been her.
“Sorry.” She crouched down and started gathering up the clothing, resting them over her arm.
“Just put them out back.”
“Right.” She waltzed off, gathering discarded pieces from the racks as she headed towards the back. I watched her go, her studded boots making a clacking sound against the concrete flooring.
“Please don't drop them.” I muttered, closing my eyes once again.
Crash.
“Taylor,” I stated grimly, forcing a smile. I should have known it would have been her.
“Sorry.” She crouched down and started gathering up the clothing, resting them over her arm.
“Just put them out back.”
“Right.” She waltzed off, gathering discarded pieces from the racks as she headed towards the back. I watched her go, her studded boots making a clacking sound against the concrete flooring.
“Please don't drop them.” I muttered, closing my eyes once again.
Crash.