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Makai
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I have been living with my boyfriend for about two months now. Two glorious months of us being together and having all of this fun together. Though none of that was anything compared to the feeling of going to the store to buy stuff for a place that was all ours.
"You know something, Ocean, we're going to have to buy furniture for all of the bedrooms. If we don't, we might get in trouble when our parents come to visit." I could see out of the corner of my eye that he was not expecting that comment. He jerked and half spun in his seat to look at me.
"Parents visiting? You really think that they would visit?"
"Honey, I think we need to be prepared for them to just randomly show up out of nowhere and be all like 'we're here for a visit, I've got clothes for a month'." Ocean clearly thought it was funny, and the laughter told me that. However, there were still worry lines on his face as well.
"That was funny, and yet very frightening."
"Be ready for it though. Because I have a feeling that it will happen a lot in the beginning."
"So, we have four bedrooms, why do you think they gave us a place with four if they only need two?" He was more curious than scared, that was good. I think it was because he was secretly very domestic and loved being at home with family.
"Well, you have siblings, right? One for them? I don't know why else."
"Hmm." He thought about my answer for a moment then smirked. "I have a different idea for that room."
"Oooh, you're plotting something." This seemed like it would be a lot of fun. "Can I help?"
"Of course."
The first store that I took us to was called Pampa. It was where I was hoping to buy all of our big items that we would need to be delivered. They had things for every room of the house so it would work, right?
"Pampa?" Ocean looked at the sign as we walked toward the door. "It sounds an awful lot like pamper."
"And that is what I want to do to you. I need to pamper you and make sure you have an excellent time so that you can recover more." I put my arm around his shoulder for a moment as we walked.
"I am healed." He pointed out to me.
"Physically, yes. Mentally, not so much." He knew that I had it right as well. That was why he didn't try to argue with me. "Come on, let's go."
This was a new experience for me, as well as for Ocean. Neither of us had gone to a store and bought furniture for ourselves. We had always either been with someone older, like a parent or maid, or we just went with the flow of what was in our homes. Now it was all up to us. Or so I thought.
The moment that we went into the store, there was a man waiting for us.
"Welcome to Pampa. My name is Bobby, if there is anything that you need don't hesitate to ask."
"Well, Bobby, we have an entire condo to furnish so we're looking for a lot. We're going to take a look around and see what we like but we will let you know soon."
I knew that these people worked on commission and that the words that I had just told him had just about made him swallow his tongue. He was probably seeing nothing but dollar signs when he looked at me right now.
"Well, let me show you around." Bobby's voice went up an octave or two in his excitement. "Any particular place that you want to start?"
"Well, perhaps the living rooms would be a good place to start. Then we can do dining rooms, and then the four bedrooms." Ocean didn't know how much worse he was making this right now. He literally had Bobby drooling at the moment. He was so hungry for this commission check.
"Yes, right away sir. Follow me."
We followed Bobby over to the part of the store that had couches, sofas, loveseats, sectionals, chairs, tables and more. We spent a good amount of time looking for what we liked, and things that suited our personal tastes. For the main living room, we chose what was called a modular sectional. It was one that you could add extra pieces to so that it was as big as you would want it to be. With my family, Ocean's family, and the surprise that we had in store, we needed to have ample seating. We got that one with a few extra pieces for it so that it would pretty much fill the entire living room. We also got some tables, some chairs, some shelving, and other odds and ends that we needed to fill the first living room.
The second living room was the gaming area on the second floor. We wanted to make that comfortable for when we were all playing video games together. We got stands for the TV and gaming systems, shelving for the games and controllers, and some very comfortable chairs and a large couch. It was all pretty easy.
The dining room was next. We chose a really big table with several extenders in the middle. It would fit everyone that we needed for the holidays or special occasions, and still be usable during regular meals at any other time of the year. It was also black with comfortable chairs. That was a plus. I liked comfortable.
We kept adding more and more to the order. By the time that we added barstools and serving carts to the order, I think Bobby was ready to have a heart attack, and we hadn't even gotten to the bedrooms yet.
We ordered three nice, and different, bedroom sets for the 'guest' rooms. They were all king sized beds, complete with mattresses and box springs. We got two dressers, two chests of drawers, two nightstands, a bookcase and an armoire for each of the guest rooms. We also got a small round table and chairs for them and lamps for the nightstands. The rest of the decorations we could add over time.
When we got to our bedroom, we kept a similar pattern in our minds. We didn't need the bed because we already had one, but we needed everything else. We got the dressers, chest of drawers, two bookcases, two armoires, two nightstands, a table and chairs, lamps, and a few other little things that we liked.
We had finally picked it all out and were ready to check out with everything. That was, until we went over to where Bobby was waiting for us. He really should have kept his mouth shut.
"Yeah man, I am going to have one hell of a commission next month. I am not kidding." He was talking to someone on the phone. How unprofessional. He was dealing with customers at the moment. "Oh yeah, and it's a couple of stupid little homos. I love when they come into the store. They want everything to be perfect so they never notice when I overcharge them. And better yet, these are some loaded little homos." He paused for a moment as he listened to the other person speaking. "HA! HA! HA! That is hilarious. If it was just one of them, I would have flirted with them. But I couldn't do that. These butt buddies came in together. I hate these fucking fairies, but they make for good paychecks."
"Or we did." I folded my arms over my chest and glared at the man. "So, you're trying to overcharge us, huh? I think that your manager and the police might like to hear about what you've been doing. Since you've admitted it in the store there is probably a recording for it as well, but there is most definitely proof in the financial records." I was pulling my phone from my pocket already.
"You think that I am scared of you? The police won't do anything about this. It's beyond the scope of a patrol officer's pay grade." He laughed at me as if I was powerless here.
"That may be so, but maybe I could call someone in a higher office than that." I shot a text to Dr. Malachi. I don't know why I thought about him before my parents, but I just knew that he would be able to name someone quickly.
[ME]
Hey, Dr. Malachi, do you know of an FBI agent or a detective in LA? I just met a really shady man in the furniture store.
[MALACHI]
It's never a dull moment with you two, is it? Well, you're in luck because I do know of someone. There is a woman by the name of Cam. She works for the LAPD and I think she is just high enough for what you might need.
[ME]
Thanks. I will message her.
[MALACHI]
Let me. She doesn't know your number so she might ignore you.
[ME]
Understood. We're at Pampa right now. We will await her call.
[MALACHI]
Have fun.
"Hey, are you about done over there, Tink? I want to get this sale over with so I can move on with my day. Then again, I could go home for the day after this one." Bobby smirked and continued to laugh some more.
"You know something, Boobie, I am pretty sure that my boyfriend asked for your manager as well. Are you going to get them?" Ocean crossed his arms now too. He was pissed off that the man had personally insulted me.
"My name is Bobby." The man's face turned red at the insult to his name. I had a feeling that people probably made fun of him about that when he was a kid. This was some kind of trauma coming back out.
"I am so sorry, Boobie. I have a hard time with names. Could you get your manager for me now, Boobie? I just want to resolve this as soon as possible."
"I SAID MY NAME IS BOBBY!"
"WHAT IS GOING ON OVER THERE?" I heard someone shout after Boobie, I mean Bobby's outburst.
At that, a man in an even nicer suit than Bobby's came from a back room and rushed over to where we were.
"Robert! What is going on here?" The man that had just arrived was not wearing a name tag like Bobby had been. And this man was definitely more important.
"N..nothing, Sir. This was just a misunderstanding, that's all."
"I don't consider this man trying to steal from me a misunderstanding." I narrowed my eyes at the liar.
"My name is Clinton, and I am the manager here. Can you tell me what has happened here?"
"I would like to know as well." A woman walked up behind us and stood between me and Ocean. She was maybe five feet eight inches tall with hair that was dyed silver. Her eyes were a bright almost luminescent green. And even with how slight she looked, I could tell that she was strong. "My name is Detective Camden of the LAPD. These men requested that I come to help them."
HOLY SHIT! It hadn't even been five minutes since I texted Dr. Malachi. How did she get here so soon? Did she teleport or something?
"Detective? Is there a crime here?" Clinton asked with his eyes opened wide.
"Let them tell you." Detective Camden nodded at me. "Go on gentlemen."
I relayed the story I heard on the phone and the way that the man had spoken to us. Needless to say, he was taken into custody immediately, especially considering that while we spoke, another employee started to pull up Bobby's sales records for Clinton and that confirmed what he had been saying.
"This is despicable. This is reprehensible. You're fired, and I am going to see to it that you personally pay back all the money you stole from people."
"That's not fair." He screamed as the detective started to take him away.
"Oh, Ocean, Makai, tell Malachi that I said hi. And I will talk to you two another time. When I am not so busy."
"Y..yeah. Sure." I never thought that this would happen while we were out, but at least it was settled right away.
"Now gentlemen, if you would still like to make the sales, we will do so with a discount. I am very sorry for the trouble."
"I would like to finish it, yes. It took a long time to settle on them all and we have more places to be. As for the commission, please split it between all the other employees."
"Yes, of course."
"Oh, and I would like delivery and set up as soon as possible. For everything."
"Yes. Yes. Of course. We can do that. What item is it?" He started to look at the order form now and then looked back up at me. "All of this?"
"All of it." I smiled at him and saw that he was also drooling over the sale. Still, he was being nice so that was all that mattered.
After that was all done, and delivery was scheduled for tomorrow morning, Ocean and I went to several other stores. We bought towels, sheets, curtains, dishes, pots and pans, appliances, and all the little odds and ends that we needed for the house. We also went to a grocery store and bought what we needed to make meals for the week. By the time we were done, I was ready to go home and just relax.
Thankfully, I wouldn't just be relaxing though. I was going to be with my Ocean, and that was the only thing that kept me going today. This was the only thing that was making the entire day worth it. Though I was still wondering about that detective. She seemed pretty interesting. I wonder if we will ever get the chance to get to know her, or if that was going to be the only time that Ocean and I ever see her. And how did she know Dr. Malachi? What was the story there? I had a feeling that he probably had a lot more to tell us about his past than we already knew.. And that too, would be interesting to know.