Parking Lot

As Sophie opened the door she was slightly startled by a figure standing there. Realizing it was Andrew, her heart leapt in her endowed chest. Remembering moments earlier when she presented herself to his store window with nothing on her body.

“H..hey Andrew! Didn't expect you here.”

“H-hey Sophie, I saw the lights under the blinds and thought I'd see if you wanted me to walk you to your car?” He asked nervously scratching the back of his neck. It was clear he reciprocated the feelings that Sophie had for him. Smiling softly, she nodded causing him to grin in return.

“Well, that's very gentlemanly of you. Get out of your store ok?”

“Yeah, just had to fix a display some kid took out earlier. And wound up cleaning some weird smudge marks on the front door. Becky swears there's a ghost around. She heard screaming apparently, but I didn't hear anything myself.”

“How strange…” Sophie held back a small giggle realizing that she had left quite the mark during her evening event. The two made their way down the hall leading to the exit out to the parking lot, seemingly getting closer to one another with each step talking about their day of work.

As they reached Sophie's car Andrew cleared his throat and straightened his body.

“Hey, I was wondering, you busy Friday?”

“No, I actually have the day off, why?” Sophie shyly asked knowing what was coming up as butterflies filled her stomach yet again that night.

“Well, I was wondering, if you want I mean, do you wanna go see that new horror movie?”

“You mean Under A Pale Moon?”

“Y-yeah.” Andrew looked nervously at the ground then back up at Sophie who had a smile from ear to ear upon her face.

“Hell yeah! I heard the werewolf is done with prosthetics.”

“Cool, my buddy Zeke might be there with his girl if thats co-”

“You mean Renee?!” Sophie asked excitedly.

“Yeah, you know her?”

“Oh, I mean she goes to our school….”

“And is the **** Redhead.”

“Oh yeah that, could you imagine streaking?” Sophie giggled nervously remembering pressing her melons to Andrew through the glass either.

“She's pretty bold. But I don't know if I believe she enjoys it.”

“Well maybe we can ask her on our date. Pick me up?”

“I can do that! Say 4 o'clock?’

“It's a date, playboy.” Sophie snickered as she got into her car seeing Andrew silently pumping his fist to his side in victory, as she looked forward to their date in the coming days. Starting her car, Sophie made her way home with a mission of her own once in her room based on the night's events.