The Stalker

Athena

After the fulfilment of all the orders and finishing the work till the last bit, all the workers have begun to leave for their homes one by one. Even though today was one of those days where we had the most amount of work to be done, somehow, like some unmistakable sorcery it was also the day when we got all packed up within the least amount of time. Perhaps, it was our luck or just a bit more labour done than actually needed.

So it was kind of true that some people actually thrive under pressure— And every one of my co-workers could profusely relate to that.

Bidding goodbye to Shelly and being reminded for the umpteenth time of the pepper spray and knife she'd placed in my bag for the sake of my safety, I headed out of the bakery and proceeded to my apartment. It wasn't even night and still Shelly was concerned about my safety though the people here were as harmless as pigeons— Calm and quiet, minding their own business.

When I'd first moved to this small town, I did not have