Hey guys so here's another update, don't know if I ever mentioned this earlier but the premise for this was inspired by real life events (up to a certain point anyway) hope you're all enjoying it wanted to upload this yesterday but was afk

"So how's your day going?" Davis asked. I was sitting in the break room having my lunch and I had phoned him on the off chance that he would be on his lunch break too (and to tell him that I had met Jun).

"Fine." I said. "How's yours?"

"One of the kids threw up on me; so messy."

"You can't really blame them for being ill." I pointed out.

"He stuck his fingers down his throat, he did it on purpose." he said. "They hate me."

"You're paranoid." I said. "Where are you now?"

"I'm currently in the toilet in my underwear." he said.

"Are you sure that's a good place for you to be?" I asked, an incredulous look on my face even though I knew he couldn't see me. "You do work with little kids."

"I locked the door." he replied as if this would have been obvious. "Anyway enough about my shit job how's your shit job."

"Shit." I replied.

"Really that bad?"

"It's not that." I sighed. "I just don't think retail work is for me."

"Well of course it isn't – you want to be a photographer – this is just temporary." Davis said. "You've got to wade through crap like this or it won't be satisfying when you finally make it and have the job you actually want."

"I guess so." I replied. It always surprised me when Davis came out with strangely profound things like this. Love him as I do he is a bit of an idiot and I do forget that he's actually really quite intelligent and philosophical.

"Plus there is your boss's butt." he added and the illusion was shattered.

"Not exactly my boss but sure." I laughed.

"So how long until you leave the nursery of the Demon Hell Spawn?" I asked.

"Only three hours left to go." he said.

"That's not too bad." I offered.

"They hate me." he said. "They're trying to kill me." It was at that moment that I suddenly remember my reason for calling.

"Speaking of people trying to kill us I met your sister today." I said.

"Jun?"

"Yes, how many do you have?" I asked.

"Oh fuck! Did she tell you that I used to suck my thumb until I was twelve?" he asked. I was about to answer but he seemed to be on a roll so I let him continue. "Or that I used to bite my toenails and spit them on the floor? Or that I used to wet the bed every other Thursday?"

"No," I said once he had finished, barely able to contain the laughter in my voice. "but thanks for the cannon fodder."

"Oh shit…"

"Shit indeed, dumbass." I laughed. "You really should wait until people say she said embarrassing stuff before revealing that kind of information."

"Oh shut up, it's been a long day," he said. "and I still have three hours left of it."

"Good luck man, not long now." I told him. "Put your clothes back on and get through the last three hours."

"Yeah I'll see you at home." he said. "Love you." he giggled.

"Goodbye Davis." I replied before hanging up the phone. He's such an idiot, I thought to myself, shaking my head before turning my attention back to the photography magazine I had been flicking through. Why are these things always filled with nice stuff that I can't afford? I sighed. At least I could be certain that I was going to make rent this month once I got paid.

"Hey," a voice from beside me said. "how's it going?" I looked up and saw Mimi smiling at me as she pulled a chair out from under the table and sat down opposite me.

"Not too bad." I shrugged. "Half way through the day."

"That's alright then." she said. "I'm on a half day today but it's a late one."

"Ah that sucks." I replied. She shrugged.

"At least I didn't have to get up early." she said. "What are you reading by the way?" she asked looking over at the magazine in front of me. I flipped the cover so she could see.

"Photography magazine." I told her. "Just looking at all the cool stuff I want but can't afford to buy."

"I do the same with shoes." she said. She sighed heavily. "If only this job paid better."

"How long have you been here?" I asked.

"Four years now I think." Mimi replied. "I kind of lost count after a while and just pretended that I've only been here a year."

"How come you ended up here?" I asked.

"I needed a job while my boyfriend was a medical school." she said. "He's training to be a doctor and as soon as he has a place at a hospital and a decent salary I'll be out of here and doing what I really want."

"Which is?"

"Fashion designing." she replied. "I'm guessing it's like you with your photography – it's a really hard path to get onto."

"Yeah." I agreed before subtly changing tact. "So you haven't been here as long as Tai then?"

"Not quite," she replied. "and I hope I can leave before I have."

"What about Jun?" I asked. "How long has she worked for the company?"

"How do you know about Jun?" Mimi asked. She sounded less cheerful somehow and I wondered if that was because I had mentioned Jun.

"I met her earlier when she came in to see the manager and as it turns out she's my flatmate's sister." I told her.

"God I feel sorry for your flatmate." she muttered darkly. I laughed.

"She did seem a little…" I searched for the right word. "interesting." That was the best I could come up with without being insulting. Having said that it didn't seem as if Mimi really cared whether I insulted Jun or not.

"She's a crazy psychotic bitch." Mimi said.

"Not a fan?" I laughed. Mimi suddenly realised how angry she had been sounding and laughed.

"Not really." she told me. "I'm guessing if you met her then you were with Tai when she was arrived?"

"Yeah," I replied. "he was taking me through alcohol wastage."

"Yeah she latches herself onto him like some kind of homing beacon whenever she comes into the store and only detaches herself when she absolutely has to."

"I did notice that yes." I cut in.

"She's a nightmare!" Mimi said. "She saw me and him having a joke once and, despite the fact that I told her about Joe many times when I'd met her before, she told me that if she ever saw me talking to Tai again she'd cut my hair off."

"Jesus!"

"Like I said: psychotic bitch." she said. "She's completely delusional as well."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well you know how she acts like she's Tai's girlfriend?"

"Yeah."

"I'm guessing after she left Tai told you that she's not, right?"

"Yeah."

"This is my point," Mimi said. "she's completely delusional. She's not Tai's girlfriend but she's so weirdly attached to him she can't actually see that he really doesn't like her."

"She does kind of prevent him from ever being able to talk to anyone or have a girlfriend." I remarked. I really hope, for Tai's sake if nothing else, that she doesn't know where he lives otherwise things could get even worse for him.

"Well yeah but I don't think Tai's really all that interested." she stated.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I've known Tai for four years," she said. "and I sort of knew him when we were at school and I've never known him to have a girlfriend or even show an interest in wanting one."

"Maybe he just likes to keep that side of his life private?" I offered. It seemed as if she was throwing me a bone here but I was reluctant to take it in case she was wrong.

"There's having a private life and not talking to anyone about what your life is like outside of work." she said.

"I guess." I shrugged.

"He's never said anything to me about it but I recon he's gay." she said.

"That's a pretty steep conclusion to jump to." I told her. She grinned at me.

"Sweetie I could tell you were gay from the moment you walked in here," she said. "I guarantee I'm right about this." I laughed.

"If you say so."

"Trust me," she said. "I can read this stuff. So," she added after a pause. "are there any guys here you have your eye on?"

"Um…" Well this conversation could go one of two ways. "Haven't really been looking if I'm honest." Yep that's the best policy: lying through my teeth…