You walked down the target aisles with your red vest on, white under shirt, and black jeans - your typical uniform of your work place. You sighed, having a pretty shitty morning -having spilt your coffee on yourself, got written up by your higher up, AND woke up to from your [cat or dog] pouncing on you.

You leaned against the wall, going through your notifications till a staticky voice came over your walkie takie - eugh! As if this day couldn’t get worse, your creepy manager’s voice was the one that spoke “I need you to restock 10 and 14. Don’t make me mad again, doll.”

you internally gave him a “f-uck you” but replied with the most pleasant voice you could manage “got it” after a long trip to the back room then to aisle 10, which consisted of canned food, liter drinks, and pet food. Of course, the heaviest things.

you sighed and sat the loaded crate down on the cold floor and bent down, grabbing a 24 pack of cans. Letting out a soft grunt you began to lift up only to realize the only space was the top shelf - great! This day has officially gotten f-ucking worse when you didn’t even think that was possible.

When you were ready to just walk out, telling your manager to kiss your ass and spend your night alone crying with a tub of ice cream and your [cat or dog], you felt a pair of arms around you, helping you lift it up and giving your back some relief.

Once you got it up with this stranger’s help you let out a soft breath of relief and tucked some hair behind your ear before looking behind you only to see.. Johnnie Guilbert? Followed by his friend, roommate and coworker ; Jake Webber, as well as their camera man ; Barry.