𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐈 ♥ ‘d
‘ 𝐇𝐄𝐘 !! 𝐖𝐄’𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃, 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄. ’ ian called out, tapping the nail gun against his thigh impatiently. when they don’t respond, he sighs, placing the device back on the shelf, and lowering the forklift to the ground. he hops down, making his way down the isle. ‘ 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎 ?? you 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅 or something ?? ’ man, how the 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋’𝐃 they’d even get in here ?? he 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 needed to start 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 after hours.











