This is a good end to a double shift day - it's silly and fun and very, very stupid, hope you enjoy

"So how was your first day at work?" Davis asked me, grinning like the idiot he is, as soon as I closed the front door of our flat.

"It was ok." I replied beginning to take off my jacket. "Tomorrow I'm going to do some actual work and deal with customers." Once Tai had left us Mimi had finished showing me everything else that I was supposed to do with her own twist on the working ethics. She constantly reminded me to make it look as if I was doing something or one of the managers would make sure that I did have a job to do and when they found you one it was never pleasant. She's definitely going to be fun to work with.

"That's good then." Davis said.

"Depends on the customers." I muttered. I took my jacket off and hung it on the back of a chair and as soon as Davis caught sight of the lime green and white pinstriped monstrosity that was my uniform shirt he burst out laughing.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" he chocked through his laughter. I sighed. I knew this was going to happen. It was a hideous uniform but there wasn't much I could do about it.

"My uniform." I replied.

"Oh dude!" he laughed. "You have to wear that every day and be seen by people in it?" I raised an eyebrow at him, pulling the chair out from under the table and sitting down.

"Really?" I asked. "You're going to give me fashion advice on something I am forced to wear while you're sitting in your boxers and dressing gown at half past five on a Thursday afternoon?" He stopped laughing and pouted at me.

"I've had a long, hard day." he stated. Davis (while not as over-qualified for said job as I was) had about as good a job as I did working at a nursery with little kids. Now that doesn't inherently sound like a bad job but most of the kids were little hell-spawned demons who used Davis as a punching bag when their teacher wasn't looking.

"Point taken." I said.

"So what about the people?" Davis asked. "Are they nice or are they dicks?"

"Pretty nice." I replied. "I only really had the chance to speak to a couple of them but they all seem like reasonable human beings. Mimi's nice – she was the one doing all my training – she's really funny."

"And?" Davis pressed.

"And what?" I asked.

"Well there sounded like there was going to be an 'and' on the end of that sentence." he said.

"And nothing really." I shrugged.

"That's a shame." Davis replied. "So no hot guys then?"

"It sounds so weird when you say it." I said shaking my head. Bless him, even though he's as straight as an arrow Davis will try to talk to me about my love life (or lack thereof).

"Come on," he said. "humour me." I smiled, my thoughts turning to Tai.

"Well there was one guy…" I began.

"Oh my god I knew it!" he cried, victoriously. "What's his name? How old is he? Did you speak to him?" I sighed, grinning in spite of myself. As soon as he had asked I knew an interrogation would follow.

"His name is Tai, he's twenty-five and, yes, I did." I told him. Davis grinned at me.

"And?"

"And nothing, he's my Supervisor." I replied.

"Oh what!"

"Yep the only guy I have found attractive for a good six months is my Supervisor meaning I can't do anything about it." I said. When I said it out loud like that it kind of sucked. I couldn't even begin to think about Tai in that way regardless of whether he would be in any way interested in me or not.

"So what does he look like?" Davis pushed. I grinned to myself.

"He's gorgeous!" I said. How would I even begin to describe Tai? Especially to Davis (who didn't exactly share my interest when it came to sexual partners). Tai was just insanely good-looking – way too good-looking to be a Supervisor in a shop (seriously it should be a crime). Davis pulled his laptop onto his legs and clicked something.

"What's his last name?" he asked.

"You're not going to look him up on Facebook are you?" I asked.

"Not at all." he grinned and I instantly knew that he was lying. I raised an eyebrow at him but he just continued to grin at him.

"Do I get a say in this?" I asked.

"Nope." he replied popping the 'p' on the end. I sighed, rolling my eyes.

"Fine!"

"So what's his last name?"

"Kamiya." I told him. As Davis began typing something in I pushed myself off the chair and went over to sit by him on the sofa so I could look over his shoulder and see what he was looking at. Low and behold he was looking at Tai's Facebook page and he was going through his photos.

"Hmm, not bad." he observed, flicking through a few more of them. He had begun flicking through, what I could assume were photos from the summer just been as most of the pictures were of Tai on the beach. Goddamn he looked amazing without a shirt on! Well-defined abs and a strong looking chest… I really must top obsessing, this is not good for my work ethics. I shouldn't start fantasising about my Supervisor; that is a slippery slope that I don't want to fall down "Hang on!" Davis' voice brought me out of my train of thought.

"What?"

"Who's that?" he asked. In the photo that was currently on the screen Tai was standing on the beach with his arm around the shoulders of a girl wearing a pink and white bikini, about a head shorter than him with short brown hair and eyes very similar to his. Davis hovered his cursor over the girl's face and her name popped up: Kari Kamiya. I suddenly recognised her.

"Oh that's his sister." I said. "I used to be in her class when we were at school." Davis turned to stare at me, open mouthed.

"You used to have classes with this girl and you still like boys!" he exclaimed.

"I was still into girls back then." I said. "So many people thought we were a couple but we were just friends."

"What a waste." Davis muttered shaking his head and turning his attention back to his computer. He clicked on Kari's name and her profile page loaded. "Oh yeah," he said looking at the top of her profile, just underneath her picture. "one mutual friend."

"That would be me." I said. Davis hovered over the link and, sure enough, my profile picture popped up. Davis then went into her photos and began looking through them.

"Oh damn!" he practically moaned as he found a folder of photos marked 'Burlesque Night' and opened it up. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Seriously?" I asked. He turned to me, his face serious.

"Deadly." he replied. "Have you seen this girl? She is beautiful."

"Yes but Facebook stalking is creepy as all hell." I said.

"I think you'll find it is a very underrated art of gathering intel and information for when I finally get to meet her." he said.

"Oh yeah?"

"When I finally meet her I can use this information to strike up a conversation that might actually make her interested in me." he said. "Oh you like Russian Literature, me too! What a coincidence?"

"Yeah but you don't like Russian Literature." I pointed out.

"Details." he replied waving me off and turning his attention back to the screen. I shook him head in exasperation.

"You're hopeless." I said heaving myself off the sofa. "I'm going for a shower, please don't masturbate over my Supervisor's sister." At that he looked up.

"I promise nothing." he replied. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. Davis is such an idiot sometimes. I highly doubt that he will ever meet Kari so that he can lie about his love for Russian Literature. Then again I could easily see myself getting just as insane about Tai. Note to self: do not become a love struck idiot like Davis…