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Chloe doesn’t really know what compelled her to walk into the bathroom but she was certain that the voice she was hearing had a really huge part in it. She just couldn’t resist a beautiful voice like that no matter who it was coming from. What possesses Chloe to start singing along with the girl in the shower she really can’t tell you but it’s too late for that now.
The neighbors might think - Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink? - No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no - Mind if I move in closer?
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense in hurting my pride?
I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
Ah, but it's cold outside
What Chloe wasn’t expecting was the sheer shock of the other girl when she joined in on the song. But she obeyed the other girl’s wish to leave the restroom easily. She thought about waiting outside the bathroom for a little while but the split second glance at the girl’s face made it obvious that she worked in the store. So Chloe figured that she’d see her at some point in the day and they could talk then but she didn’t expect the other girl to be so pissed off about it.
“Hey, you,” the girl calls Chloe over while working on ribbon curls. “Yeah, you. Come here.”
“Me,” Chloe replies shyly pointing to herself.
“Yes, you. Come here,” she responds with a roll of her eyes. “Why were you in the bathroom this morning?”
“I heard you singing,” Chloe says simply with the shrug of her shoulders. “You have a really pretty voice.”
“Thanks,” the girl spits out in a way that makes Chloe shudder.
“Why were you in the work shower so early?”
“Not that it’s any of your business but there’s no hot water in my apartment building right now. The better question is why were you here so early?” the girl retorts with another curl of the ribbon.
“Doing all this,” Chloe gestured around to the decorations happily.
“You did all of this,” she replies in disbelief.
“Yes,” Chloe replied bouncing on her feet. “I’m Chloe by the way.”
“Beca,” she answered but turned down the handshake offered to her.
“Six inch ribbon curls, honey,” the manager interrupts harshly surprising both of the girls with his presence.
“That’s impossible,” Beca argues.
“Six inches,” he shouts back. Chloe looks between the two of them before Beca just resolves with a sigh and resumes making the ribbon curls. “Chloe, right? Let’s go.”
“I’ll, uh, see you around,” Chloe mumbled before following the manager. Beca just glanced up at her before returning to the ribbon curls that would never quite be how the manager wanted them.