Ainslon breezed into her store on Saturday morning, bypassed Justin helping a customer at the counter, grabbed her laptop, and got to work on updating their inventory. Normally she would have the day off, but she’d promised Justin the day before that she would go over their inventory before going to the game. She hummed and mindlessly ate from the bag of trail mix she’d brought with her. She could feel Justin’s eyes on her, but she ignored him and continued with her task. Coincidently, Easton and Lauren’s team were pitted against each other today, making Ainslon’s choice to choose between the two unimportant. She hoped she could find a spot where she could root for both teams.
She chewed on an almond while crunching the numbers until she was sure their stock was in order. She closed the l
