Jonah entered the post office, pressed he looked to the teenager still lazing about. "Where is the restroom please?" He asked the teenager. The teenager pointed with his hands not lifting his eyes off his phone. Jonah in a hurry walked down the corridor to the bathroom. After washing his hands he steps out turning towards the door when the teenager stopped him.
"Bro you have been here for the past four hours. I am starting to think you are obsessed with this place. Fancy coming to get a job here?" The teenager said blowing a bubble with his gum.
"Shouldn't you be home by now?" Jonah asked with annoyance in his voice. "Boss is my uncle, he makes me work over time. I told you I am not paid well enough for this job." The teenager answers. Jonah shakes his head and grips the door handle when the teenager called out to him, "Hold up, I saw you through the window, talking to that hot chick. You guys close?"
"Isn't she a little bit old for you?" Jonah eyed the teenager amused. "And? I like my women older. You can blame it on my mommy issues." The teenager said. Jonah nearly let out a laugh. "I saw her spend about forty minutes in here. You could not get her number in all that time?" Jonah asked.
The teenager with a dejected look on his face, "She came in with my uncle, I think he has been fucking her. She has been hanging around him a lot recently. But you can never tell. She seems to be a snub as well" He sighs.
"Language young man, also why do you want someone your uncle's sleeping with?" Jonah said smiling holding back his laugh. "Well, 'cause my uncle is like a really terrible person and she's going to be better off with me." He answered.
"Well even if she has the hots for you, which she obviously doesn't. She will not act on it. Take it you are like seventeen? She would go to jail." Jonah tells him chuckling lightly his arm now resting on the counter. "My birthday's coming up soon though." The teenager retorts. "I will soon be of legal age." He continues. "Well until then," Jonah shrugs. Jonah turns walking towards the door, "Wait! But do you know her though?" The teenager called out.
Jonah turns back to face him, "Yes I do, she is an acquaintance of some sort." Jonah replies. "Sweet!" He exclaims. "Do you have her number?" He asks. "Yes I do." Jonah answers. "So can I get her number?" The teenager begs. A naughty smirk creeps up on Jonah's face. He looks down at his watch.
"You know I am actually kind of late and I do not give out that sort of information for free." He said looking around. "What do you want?" The teenager groans. "I remember giving a particular someone twenty dollars a few hours ago. I think I would like it back." Jonah said. The teenager groaned reluctantly pulling out the crumpled twenty dollar note from his pants and hands it over to Jonah. Jonah takes the note looking at it chuckling.
"Wow you must really like her huh?" Jonah muttered. He pulls out his wallet surfing through it for her business card. The teenager looks in eagerly. Finding it, he pulls it out, "You might want to write this down." Jonah tells him as he calls out the number on the card stopping at the sixth number.
The teenager writes down each number with the utmost attention. "Hey, there still about three numbers left." The teenager said. "Yes there is." Jonah confirms. "Well where are the rest?" The teenager asked impatient.
"You will get it if you are able to tell me who owns P.O. box 5210." Jonah says seeing this as an opportunity to catch his blackmailer once and for all. "That is not fair. You already took twenty dollars."
The teenager whined. "Point of correction, it is my twenty dollars. What choice do you have anyways. Either you spend the next one month guessing the rest of the numbers or simply just ask your uncle or you help me out with the information I need."
Jonah explained laying out the teenagers bleak options. The teenager blows out some air, looking depressed. "Here is my number. Call me when you have my answer." Jonah said sliding him his card and walking out. "I will get her number either way, with or without you." The teenager said determined.
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Lila walked around the store looking through different jewelry catalogues. She needed to pick out some for the wedding, if she was going to be the star of the show. It was a much needed shopping trip, it helped her to take off her mind the cure mess that was her life.
"Hi." Lila said walking up to the store attendant. "Good day ma'am, do you need help with anything?" The store attendant asked smiling. "Yes I do." Lila replied. "I have looked through most of your show glasses but I have not found any proper bridal sets." Lila told her.
"Oh sorry about that, we stored the bridal sets at the back of the store, for safety reasons and because it is not yet wedding season." Lila nodded. "But if you would like to see some I can have you seated here while I roll them out." The shop attendant said.
"Definitely." Lila answered. She was ushered to a plush fur couch to wait. Her eyes roamed aimlessly round the store, while she drummed her fingers against her purse bored. Twenty minutes later the petite store attendant, emerges from behind an employee only door, pushing a large glass cart towards Lila. Lila straightened up, her eyes twinkling with excitement. The store attendant stopped in front of her standing behind the cart that covered half of her body.
"These are our best selling bridal sets. But if you want something more unique, that can be arranged with our jeweler." The store attendant said. Lila looked on in awe, "These are really amazing. I don't even know which one to choose from." Lila said.
"I am glad you find these beautiful. Do you have any themes or rock sizes in mind, so I could assist you narrow down your choices." The store attendant asked her.