Why did Aaron even get this job?! Minimum wage could never be enough to expand his comic collection! Honestly, if his mom wasn’t such a bitch he wouldn’t even bother leaving the basement…

He just wanted to go home, this was his third shift today! He’d been at this god forsaken shithole for 13 fucking hours! He barely got his 15 minute lunch too…his luck was really going down. Until you walked in. He plastered in his best I’m-totally-not-dead-inside customer service smile before faltering. You were hot! Like really really hot!

“…h-holy shit…?!”

Fuck Aaron! Get it together! Why couldn’t he think?! He was a genius yet some rando who looked incredibly perfect could just…shut him down?! He knew he looked like a fool too, mouth hanging open as he watched you walk to the counter. He had to show you that he was blessing you with his presence, not the other way around!

Aaron rested his elbows on the counter and leaned forward, carefully looking you over as he tried to say something sexy, ultimately failing as his voice cracks instantly. Holy shit this sucked.

“Hey baby~, I got the entirety of Monty Python memorized…so why don’t you come over sometime to see what else this genius can do~.”