Why Don't We Imagines

corbyn besson | cashier

6:50 am
friday

you rolled out of bed as your alarm rang out through the room. after turning it off, you got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. you brought your phone and connected it to the bluetooth speaker sitting on your dresser. as you brushed your teeth and washed your face, you danced to the music that flowed through the speaker. half an hour later, you headed out the door and headed to work. your car pulled into a spot in the mall's parking lot and headed inside. as you walked towards your workplace, you looked around to view the empty and quiet mall, in only 20 minutes it would be filled with hundreds of people of all ages.

'good morning!' your co worker dave exclaimed

'good morning' you reply back as you set your belongs in the back of the store.

'so has anything happened recently?' he asks as the two of you start to put clothes on the various displays

'not much really, how about you?' you ask as you fold some t-shirts and jeans

'i hope you're ready for a big rant' he laughs

'i'm always up for a good rant' you laugh as well

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as you and dave stand behind the counter, you guys talk about hobbies and music

'oh they seem like a fun group to deal with' dave states as he points to a group of 5 boys walking through the door.

'hopefully they don't cause too much trouble' you respond as you bag a customers purchased clothing

'you know, that blonde guy looks familiar' you continue

'do you know him?' dave asks

'i feel like i do, but it's probably someone else' you shrug

'interesting' dave states before walking away to help a customer

'hello?' a girl probably in her late teens asks

'how may i help you?' you ask

'can you tell me if this shirt comes in a smaller size?' she questions holding a yellow shirt

'yeah, let me get one of my co workers to assist you with that' you reply as she hands you the shirt

'hey sav!' you yell as you walk into the back

'yeah?' she yells back from behind a couple racks

'a customer wants to know if this shirt comes in a smaller size' you say before giving her the shirt

'yeah i'll go check and i can go talk to her about it' sav replies, taking the shirt from your hands and checking a couple boxes before heading to the front with a couple shirts in hand

you walk back to the counter and help a couple more customers

'hello!' you kindly exclaim as you hear another customer approach the cash register

'y/n?' a familiar voice asks

you look up after throwing away a couple tags on the ground

'yes?' you ask, confusion filling your head

'i don't know if you remember me but, it's corbyn, from high school' he smiles

'oh hi corbyn!' you smile as well

'it's been a while since school ended' you continue

'it's been what, over a year now?' he questions

'yeah probably' you reply

'so what's up with you?' you ask, scanning the clothes he handed you

'not much, i started a band with some of my best friend and now we're about to head on tour in a month' he exclaims proudly

'you've gotten so far besson, it went from performing in the school's talent show to performing in front of thousands of people huh?' you chuckle

'yeah, i guess you can say that' he blushes as he rubs the back of his neck

as you place the clothing in the bag, you see corbyn fiddle with his phone

'hey are you busy tomorrow?' he asks suddenly

'no, why?' you answer

'do you wanna go out tomorrow and catch up?' he smiles

'like a date?' you chuckle lightly

'i mean, if you want it to be' he responds, his eyes sparkling

'then sure' you smile back before he hands you his phone and you handing him yours

'cool, i'll see you tomorrow at 7 then?' he questions as you hand him the bag

'of course besson' you laugh

as he walks away with his band mates, dave and sav taps you on the shoulder

'and who was that?' dave chuckles before crossing his arms across his chest

'he's someone i knew back in high school' you smile

'well if you two are going on a date then he better not hurt my best friend' dave pouts

'calm down dave, that guy seems really nice to her. give him a chance' sav exclaims as she slaps his arm

'fine! ok!' dave replies as he throws his hands into the air

you look up at the door to see corbyn looking at you, you smile at him as he gives you a wink before heading out the door