The mysterious employee

"I'll be going off now, stay safe little kittens!" I smile at them and go to a clothing store. I arrive at the shop, and go in. I see racks of clothing, white walls, wooden flooring and beautiful lighting. I look around and try to find my way to the men's section, "Do you need any help, sir?"

I look behind me and see a muscular guy wearing black jeans and a blue polo, "Huh? Oh yeah, do you guys have any jean jackets?"

"Oh! Definitely, follow me. So, do you like these kinds of clothing?"

I follow him and see denim leggings and ripped jeans around me, "Oh, yeah. Definitely. I always wear these things, what about you?"

He laughs and stops walking, "Same here, never thought someone my age would wear these things. Also, here we are!"

I see a small rack of jean jackets, all different sizes, some blue, some black. I start looking at them and picking some out that I find interesting, "Well! We all change! That doesn't mean that our style has to, right? Also, Thank you!"

He looks over my shoulder and I can feel him breathing onto my neck, my hairs jump up and I feel my stomach twist, "I suggest the black ones! They'd fit with your hair and your eyes!"

I step away from him and hold the black jean jacket up, "Yeah, I think so too. Also, personal space dude." I glare at him and click my tongue.

"Ah! Sorry, I was getting so excited for a second that I didn't think about you! I'm sorry!" He backs off and scratches the back of his head.

"You know what, I'll just buy both of them. Gotta love some clothing, am I right?"

I take the black and blue jean jacket, put them over my shoulder and walk to the counter. I see the guy going behind and the counter and he starts scanning my items with a smile on his face, "That will be 58.29 euros." He puts the jackets in a plastic bag and hands it to me, with a piece of paper, "We should hang out sometime, call me."

I hand him the money and grab the bag with the paper, I walk out of the store and head to the grocery store across the clothing store. I buy some instant noodles, eggs, cabbage, soy sauce, sausages, canned corn. I look at the onions and then at my bag, "I should have onions, garlic and salt at home. Alright, that should be all."

I head to counter and check out, "That will be 28 euros." I pay and put it all in a bag. I take the bus home, "Argh, finally able to make some good ramen. That guy at the clothing store was really weird. Kind of creepy if you ask me. I'll just ignore him, hopefully I won't have to talk to him again."