She came into the store, brushing back the strands of hair that had fallen from her messy pony tail as she caught sight of me. "Hey, could you help me?" She asked with a smile.
I could only smile back in return, after all that was why I worked there.
"Sure, what do you need?" I asked her, hoping that I actually could answer her question.
She came closer, holding up a metallic item in her hand. "I need some screws this size, do you have any?" She asked.
I held out my hand for her to place the screw into it and studied it. "I believe so." I said confidently. "This way." A moment of searching down the aisle and I'd found the size she was looking for. "Is that all I can help you with?" I asked her.
She shot me another grateful smile, her eyes sparkling. "Yes, that's great. Now I can go fix the lock." She said. "Thanks."
I blinked watching her as she walked away. Fix a lock?
-Inspiration from work
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