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You worked at the Refuge's café. It was never really busy since the sun went out. The café's main customer was the lamplighter. He never stayed for long, though. He would rush in, drink a pot of coffee and rush back out.

You admired how hard he worked. Though, you kind of felt bad for the man. He seemed like he didn't sleep or eat a lot. A couple of times you asked if he wanted something to eat but he replied that he didn't have the time. To be honest, you fell in love with the lamplighter.

Your best friend, George, was the only person who knew you had a crush on him. Sometimes you wished she didn't know. She would encourage you to get to know him and eventually ask him out on a date. One time, you had hit her in the head with a book because her encouragement had started to get on your nerves.

"Come on, (Y/N)! I bet you two would make an adorable couple," George said. You had just finished working and decided to go see George at the library. "For the last time George, no! I doubt he would want to go out with me, anyway," you said. "Who wouldn't want to go out with you? You have a great personality and you're very beautiful." You blushed, "Thanks, George." Then George noticed something, or someone.

"Oh my god! There he is," George said. "W-what?" you stammered out. "Either you go over there and say something to him or I'm going to go over there myself and tell him how you feel about him," said George. "George, don't you fucking dare say anything," you shouted.

George got up from where she was sitting and walked over to the lamplighter. "George, get your ass back here this instant," you shouted at her. But she didn't listen to you. "Oh god. Why do you do this to me?"

"Excuse me, sir," said George, "My friend over there has a crush on you. Would you be interested in going out on a date with her?" The lamplighter looked at George with a confused look. You came rushing over and pushed George to the side. "Sorry about that. She's insane," you said. "It's, uh, alright, I guess," he replied.

Right now, you were feeling extremely awkward. "Um, what's your name?" asked the lamplighter. "M-my name is (Y/N)." you said, awkwardly. "(Y/N)? That's a pretty name. My name is Plight." he said. "I guess I should let you get back to work." you said. As you started to walk away, Plight asked," Is what your friend said true? Do you have a crush on me?" You didn't respond to his question. You grabbed George and pulled her back two the area you to were resting in before that event occurred.

"I hate you so much right now," you said to George. "Aw, come on. I'm just trying to help you get a boyfriend." replied George. "I don't need your damn help," you said. Hopefully Plight would forget that had happened. But a part of you felt like he would remember and things would be awkward between you. You loved George but sometimes she could be a pain in the ass.