your eyes scan around the empty shop in boredom, wondering how long it is until your shift ends as your gaze falls on the one person in the shop, hurriedly shuffling through the racks. He was a regular here, always purchasing the most ginormous amount of dresses. You guessed it was because this shop was the only one around, but you always caught his gaze on you. Weird.

“D-do you mind helping me?” You hear him say meekly.