>>84134141>Work the midnight shift at your local gas station>It's the only job in town that has you deal with at most 5 people a shift>The local addict buying a pack of cigarettes>A dude who also works nights buying a pair of energy drinks>The occasional teen couple buying condoms on the weekend>maybe someone getting gas passing through>One night this super pretty girl shows up, claiming she's just jet lagged from a trip to Japan and she's not normally up this late>Both of you spill supernatural amounts of spaghetti as she buys her stuff>Don't see or hear from her again until later that week when the married couple that comes in once a month after their 'date night' shows up and the woman remarks that 'you must be the boy Nerissa keeps talking about'>In classic mom fashion she yaps all about how cute it was to see her autistic shut-in daughter so smitten>Asks if you want her number>In a rare burst of confidence, you ignore how awkward it is for her to be playing matchmaker for her daughter while her husband is buying Gatorade and condoms and ask for Nerissa's number>Get it, but your confidence falters and you ended up not messaging her for several days>Eventually muster up the courage to send a simple 'Hello! It's Anon form the gas station! :)">Quickly get a full screed about how she's so sorry about how pushy her mother is, how awkward it must have been for you to have to deal with that and that it's totally okay for you to delete her number if you're weirded out>Tell her it's actually fine, it wasn't that weird>Text each other for a bit, but eventually your anxiety flares up and the conversation fizzles out once you don't know how to respond anymore>At your next shift, Nerissa shyly comes back to the gas station, buys something random but mainly just wants to talk to youThen you guys keep talking, go out for Culver's for a lunch date, go to some big party or whatever and punch a dude who gets handsy with Nerissa, run when the cops show up and make out under a bridge and all the YA tropes
