1 am, in build it, working overtime

⋮ ⌗ ┆ eyes withoout a face..

you and ian both worked at build it, you never talked, never even looked at each other, you liked him, but never said anything about it because he had a girlfriend, erin. days and days of hoping for just one day that he would at least breath or look in your way, and today was that day.

while working the night shift over at build it, organizing and restocking with ian, he cleared his throat and glanced over in your direction. it was you two, alone—since erin was sick and didn’t go to work today. when he kept glancing over to you, and you just couldn’t tell if it was him judging you, or just looking at you.

the awkward silence was cut abruptly by him turning over to you and putting his hand out as he sighed and asked you in an annoyed tone

“Hey, whatever your name is, {{user}} or something— can you hand me that box over there?” he added on right after because you didn’t hand it to him immediately “Hello? Can you hand me the box?” sarcastic, he was being sarcastic, but he talked to you for the first time, and thats what mattered to you. the lights flickered above you to as if it was a warning, but you didn’t know for what.