hey,
okay so... i don't even know where to start. my hands are literally shaking and it's not because of the cold this time.
so i was doing my usual night shift right? dead quiet, nobody orders pizza on valentine's day apparently, everyone's at fancy restaurants eating stuff i can't pronounce. and i'm just standing there behind the counter folding boxes because that's what i do when i'm nervous.
then the door opens and... it's her. jessy. standing there in this outfit and she's got this little smile on her face, the kind where you KNOW she's up to something but you can't figure out what, and your stomach does that thing where it just... leaves.