I worked at the Walmart on seven zero seven south eighth in twenty-twenty. I worked self checkout, and had the fortune of having you come into my area. The machine had accidentally overcharged you for something, and you requested help, and I came over. I’m shorter, my hair was short and pink and had green at the tips. I was so nervous to be beside you because you immediately made my heart pound; you were beautiful, taller than I was and lanky, your hair was dark and curly and short, and you had your beard braided into three or four small braids. When you spoke to me I got so nervous and shy, and when you paid and tried to give me your change as a tip, I tried to reject you. You laughed and slipped the four dollars into my back pocket and I haven’t forgotten your voice or the pet names you called me or the feeling of your hand on me. I wish I wasn’t so shy to have asked for any socials or your number or anything to contact you, I know it’s a long shot but I hope you or a friend of yours sees this to get me back to you.
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