Danger: Keep away from eyes!
Lovino was sick of cleaning, always cleaning; he was defiantly bad at it. Yet, the head janitor; oh I'm sorry Head of Maintenance, still kept him here. He wasn't sure why, what he was sure of his "Wonderful personality" and "Great work ethic!" Were both just a ploy to avoid doing this work himself. Lovino knew he should quit, but he needed the money, and if washing the steel underneath the doors, or thresholds, was what he had to do to get the money, then so be it.
He recalled the rules but he knew he had forgotten one.
"Wear gloves so it doesn't get on your hands, wait about five minutes, then wipe it off with a rag, point it downward and don't….." Lovino snarled as the cleaner went straight into his eyes, Guess that was the last rule… he thought. FUCK! This stings! Lovino made a bee-line to the bathroom to wash it out, what he wasn't expecting was his co-worker to be on a break in there.
"Lovino?" the sultry accent stopped him in his tracks right before the sink. He dare not stop to open his eyes, he knew if air got in them the sting would only worsen and probably cause permanent damage to his eyes. So, he just turned on the water and began washing his eyes out immediately.
"Ah it is you! What happened to your eyes?" Antonio was about a year or so older than him, thus his elder, but Lovino didn't care, he still ignored the bastard.
Antonio reached out to touch his shoulder, "Lovino? Did you get the threshold cleaner in your eyes? You want some help?" Lovino didn't respond. Simply brushed away Antonio's touch quickly and continued to throw water on his closed eyes. Antonio sighed and washed his own hands in the nearby sink and watched Lovino curiously. When Lovino stood up and took a deep breath and opened his eyes then immediately dove back into the sink when he felt the sting reach his eyes yet again.
"Lovi?" No response. "Lovino! Stop you're just making it worse, here let me help" Antonio grabbed the younger employee's shoulders and filled up an empty cup left by an earlier shift with water. "Open your eyes." Antonio stated calmly. Lovino squinted and obeyed. "Ready? Uno, Dos, Tres!" Antonio poured the water straight into Lovino's right eye. Lovino closed the left and scowled.
"Graize.." Lovino grumbled. Antonio smiled stupidly, he loved hear Lovino speak, he had never heard the Italian speak at work until this very moment.
"Alright, now the left eye. Ready? Uno, Dos, Tres!" Again water went straight into Lovino's eye, the younger shuddered, and tried to wrench away from Antonio's grip. When the cup was emptied Antonio released Lovino and smiled that stupid grin again. Lovino returned with a scowl and a short Graize. As he was leaving the washroom Antonio snickered and leaned on the sink, convincing his boss to hire him was not easy, but it paid off.
Antonio followed Lovino out of the bathroom; suddenly an idea came to him. "Say what are you doing for lunch?" Lovino looked up from his threshold.
"Erm, nothing at the moment. If I did have plans it wouldn't be with you, bastard." Lovino scowled, the Spaniard was someone he noticed was lazy but still got his work done well, someone he didn't like automatically, Antonio was goofy and overbearing. Yet, when he thought of it, he did owe him a favor, something he didn't like either. "But I guess I can make an exception. Just for today."
Antonio's face brightened up, finally some headway on the strange case of Lovino Vargas! "Alright meet me by my car after you clock out! We're going to this great place! They have the best tomatoes I've ever seen in my life!"
Lovino smiled; maybe this guy wasn't so bad after all.
