Nick despite all his complaining actually liked inventory days, no customers all day to make sure stock was where it needed to be. He’d spend his night in the back only coming to the front to double check the numbers were correct. It was tedious and mind numbing work, but it was also easy and left him with a day off the next day. It was late at night and he made sure the closed sign was in place before heading towards the back.
Flicking on the light he froze when he heard a groan coming from the corner of the back. One of the back windows had been pushed up and there was a bunch of product knocked to the ground. Crue’s office seemed untouched thankfully still locked but looking deeper into the pile of furs under the window he could see a shape curled up in them. Slowly he walked towards the bathroom coming back with the broom as a makeshift weapon. Poking at the mound he spotted a familiar head of red hair. “The hell?” he poked at her leg a couple times, “Hey this isn’t a hotel, get the fuck up Kay.”
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