Building A Home

Cooper Capazano. Contractor. 30.

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bianca-capazano‌:

Bianca couldn’t help a smile. She felt like her stomach was fending off an invasion of butterflies. She was used to strangers sometimes approaching her or telling her she was beautiful, but this was new. 

And bold. Especially bold for someone who had just made a mess out of helping her get the light fixtures she needed. But it was also….endearing?

“Don’t you want to know my name before you ask me out?”

Coop covered his face with his hands, feeling his insides wither a little more. He couldn’t help but chuckle though. He’d never felt so terrified and confident at the same time. “Name. Right. We both have those.”

He dropped his hands and pointed at his name tag. “I’m Coop. Well, it says Cooper, but that’s because they thought Coop was too casual. I prefer Coop though. I’m also look absolutely insane, since you came in here just to buy lights. I’m really sorry for taking up your time. Hopefully those work out for you. I’m going to go stuff my head in one of our toilet models now.”

Still smiling to keep himself from screaming, he turned to walk out the aisle. Joel would be having a field day with all of this. His dad would... Oh God, he didn’t even want to imagine what his dad would say to him. Good thing they didn’t wear their last names on their badges too, because his father would probably die from the embarrassment of the family name.

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“Oh-oh my God.” Bianca clamped a hand over her mouth. She hadn’t meant to let that slip out and made him feel worse, but all those light fixtures just….fell. 

She took her hand away from her mouth to take the fixture he handed her. The correct one this time. “Thank you.” She should just take the fixture and leave, but she felt bad about just leaving him there with this mess.

“Are you sure you don’t want help cleaning these up?”

Coop fought the urge to make their hands touch as she accepted the box. What was wrong with him?! He had to be dreaming. This had to be the most lucid, horrible, fantastic dream he’d ever had.

“Help? Oh, no, thanks. I’m pretty capable.” He stared down at the pile contradicting him. “Usually.”

If this was a dream, then he could do whatever he wanted, right? Like stop feeling embarrassed? Maybe stop his ears from turning pink and shrink his nose a size or two? Or maybe even... He was suddenly aware that a customer now had what she wanted and was probably going to walk away, as a customer does. He became very concerned about that happening. And he was dreaming, so...

“Hey, question. Would you want to go out? With me?”

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bianca-capazano‌:

“Oh!” She couldn’t believe the light fixtures had been right in front of her this whole time. She could feel her face start to heat up a little bit when she realized he had handed her three of the entirely wrong fixture. 

“Oh, sorry, actually, I wanted two of the fixture on the wall next to this one.” She almost apologized again. He seemed nice and she didn’t want him to feel bad, but the bathroom had to be perfect.

Coop stared down at the box and nearly dropped it from embarrassment. “Oh! Oh my god, I’m sorry. Right, hold on.” He attempted to shove the box back into place, but consequently just wound up dropping the entire pile from the shelf. He watched in horror as it fell, frozen in place.

God? Please kill me.

“I--I am so-- I mean--” Coop snapped his mouth shut and snatched the lights she wanted and offered it to her. He kicked the fallen ones to the side lightly. “Here. I’ll clean those up later.”

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Do not look at the plants, do not look at the plants, do not look at the plants. Bianca repeated this in her head over and over as she made her way to the light aisle. She was almost done helping her parents remodel their bathroom and what she didn’t need was more plants for her apartment. She already had more than should probably be in her apartment in the first place.

No, she just needed a more modern light fixture for the master and second bath and life would be good. The fixer-upper her parents had bought had been quite the project, but they were almost done now. She thought she had just about settled on a choice when she thought she sensed someone next to her.

“Oh, perfect,” she said seeing the man in the Lowes apron. “I was thinking of getting that fixture all the way at the top. Two of it actually.”

She stopped, really noticing him for the first time. He was kind of cute.

Coop watched her speak and his breath caught at the way her mouth moved. He knew it was creepy when guys said that, but, for the first time, he understood what it meant to be entranced by them. She could speak a curse on him and he’d probably blush just because she said it.

“Uh huh,” he said with as much intellect as he could muster and grabbed three boxes from the lowest shelf. He offered them to her and met her eyes before quickly looking away, his ears burning. She. Was. Gorgeous. And he was beyond embarrassed by it. “Um, here you go, miss.”

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I'm so sorry We're still stuck in the middle I'm so sorry 'Cause in the moment I

I don't know what it's like to be you I don't know what it's like but I'm dying to If I could put myself in your shoes Then I know what it's like to be you

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Who. Even. Cared? That's all Cooper could think in his head over and over and over again as his manager lectured him on teaching customers shortcuts with their DIY projects. Apparently, they weren't supposed to be DIY. Apparently, at Lowe's, he was meant to emphasize their contracting assistance and payment plans for their renovations. Apparently, Lowe's is a stupid company.

Coop didn't believe in cheating a person just for a sale. A lot of these folks come in having no clue where to begin with patching the hole in their drywall or snaking their bathroom sink. But he knew, and that was what was important. That was the point. The point being thay he was there to help, for God's sake. So he helped and told them the best way to solve their problems on a budget. And apparently that was grounds for a firm re-learning of the company's customer service policies.

He nodded when he was supposed to and faked his humility the best he could before being allowed to return to the floor. God, he wondered if Joel had to put up with that sort of crap at the restaurant. Coop knew food service sucked, but maybe he should get his friend to get him a spot on the wait staff.

Wandering the aisles, he carefuly analyzed every customer he saw and weighed the pros and cons of approaching them to help. Most were definitely not worth the effort. Except for...

Coop nearly tripped as his feet backpedaled to the light aisle. He had barely seen her out the corner of his eye as he had passed, but that was enough for his body to move on its own accord. Suddenly, he was standing next to this beautiful, petite woman with her hair pulled up and her brow furrowed as she stared at the wall of fixtures with his mouth slightly open. Was his mouth open? Cooper Capanzano, say something! He choked slightly instead.

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It’s only a half day, in the afternoons, but yeah. Our little boy is growing up.

This is wild. In a week, we’ll be dropping him off at college.

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bianca-capazano‌:

Maybe we can go sometime during the week. Marco starts preschool this week and we can get a sitter for the twins.

Jesus, he’s starting already? He was just learning to walk.

Okay, yeah. Yeah, that works.

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bianca-capazano‌:

Mini golfing would be fun.

Sounds like a plan.

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I mean, if you just want to catch up on sleep, that’s ok too. I know you’ve been working really hard this summer.

Nah, sleep isn’t a problem. Just have to relax my brain a bit. Maybe we can go mini golfing or something.

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bianca-capazano‌:

Good. You deserve a break.

Maybe we could go on a date or something.

Oh. Yeah. Maybe.

I mean, I have a bit more paperwork to finalize, but after... Yeah. Yeah, we can go out and give me a breather.

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bianca-capazano‌:

Haha, all that matters indeed.

Does this mean you’ll be home a little more, or do you already have another job lined up?

We’ve got a bit of space before the next one while we wait for demo clearance.

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bianca-capazano‌:

I’m proud of you.

It looks so hideous. But they love it. And that’s all that matters.

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I can’t believe we actually finished building this monstrosity.

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joel-ospina:

I’m gonna pick on you when you’re on your death bed. We’ll all have to cope.

It does not reek, you uncultured swine. It’s so good. Here, I’ll eat some and you can come give me a kiss.

I’m pretty sure you’re going to go out first, considering the amount of product you have to use on your head.

Pass, Ratatouille.

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joel-ospina:

If we’re a bunch of delinquents, what does that make you, the man who is raiding my kitchen right now?

Sounds like a you problem, bring me my cheese.

You’re not allowed to pick on me, I’m in distress.

Ew, dude, this reeks. Where do you find this stuff?