1: Shelves

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**Ginny's POV**

The automatic supermarket doors have never looked so foreboding. It's Monday, the start of a new week of penniless torture.

My stomach rumbles as I walk past shelves of food, reminding me that I haven't eaten breakfast this morning.

I push open the staff only door only to be greeted by Ben, the manager.
"Five minutes late, Ginny" he taps his foot on the ground in a slow, boring rhythm.
"I'm sorry! The traffic was awful and-"
He shoves a huge box of savoury crackers into my arms "get to work"

I sigh and walk out into the bustling store. I push through the stream of people towards the shelves, trying not to drop the box of crackers as I wrestle down the aisle.

As I begin to restock the shelves, people crowd around, bumping and pushing me. I try to continue working and wonder why I chose this job.




A/N

This is only the first chapter so it's super short!

Ginny is around 23, she works at the supermarket stocking shelves as min wage. She has a super strict boss too.

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-EC

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