Ichigo typed his number into the computer, clocking out then saying goodbye to his coworkers. He pulled out his phone as he opened the door, bumping into an incoming customer. He barely had a chance to attempt an apology before an irritated voice spoke out;
"Hey! Watch it!"
He looked up at the voice in front of him, almost startled to see cerulean eyes staring back at him in surprise. Grimmjow. A wicked grin crept its way across the other man's face until it seemed to nearly split it in two.
"Oh, it's you," he said. "What was your name again? Ichigo, right?"
"It's on my name tag," Ichigo replied.
Grimmjow leaned in closer. "Where are you going in such a rush?"
Ichigo scowled a bit. He wasn't rushing. Sure, he wasn't paying attention earlier, but he wasn't in any hurry. He didn't need to be crowded like this.
Grimmjow titled his head slightly as if to say well?
"I'm going home," Ichigo told him, pushing past the other man to continue on his way.
Grimmjow turned back to him, that smile almost gone from his face. Almost. "Hey, you need a ride?"
"No," Ichigo called back.
"You sure? I've got a car."
"Me, too." Ichigo opened the door to his sedan, tossing his things inside before plopping down on the seat with a sigh.
Grimmjow shrugged, turning to the door. "Oh well."