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Songs for Spashley – (Chapter: Shy That Way – Tristan Prettyman ft. Jason Mraz)
And I’ll ask, "why you gotta be so shy, why you gotta be that way?"
Well maybe, baby, I like it that way
They smiled at being in each other’s presence as they both set out to work again. About 5 minutes in Spencer scribbled on a post it note and stuck it firmly on Ashley’s table. Leaving the post it note pad on the brunette’s table.
“How did you know my name?”
Ashley read and smiled. She grabbed the post its and wrote in her sharpie.
“I know Marsha. Hi. I’m Ashley.”
She stuck the post it back on Spencer’s table. They smiled at each other again.
They both resumed to their work. Ashley looked up again. Grabbing the post it notes she wrote legibly. She stuck the note on Spencer’s table and watched as the other women giggled and blushed. Spencer grabbed the post it pad and wrote something in response that made Ashley smile.
They spent the morning exchanging notes until they had to leave for work.
They gathered their post it notes and both spent the rest of the day reading over them and giggling and smiling to themselves. Over. And over again.
Day Four.
Shy that way
Maybe I, like it shy that way
Maybe I love you so shy that way
It was Spencer who arrived earlier today. She figured it was her turn to buy the coffee. Asking Marsha what Ashley usually got she sat down at their usual tables, she wrote on Ashley’s cup, “Thanks for the coffee yesterday.”
Ashley arrived and was surprised to see a waiting blonde and a coffee cup. Sitting down she pulled out her newspaper and her post it notes. They smiled mischievously at each other.
And so it began. They scribbled on, using post it after post it. Too shy to talk.
“Do you want to know something?” Ashley stuck her post it note on top of her last one.
Spencer smiled, she looked over and nodded to the brunette.
Ok, I’m shy that way…
The next post it was ready by the time Spencer had nodded. Ashley reached over and stuck to firmly on the table right on top of the paper Spencer was reading. Her hands moved back revealing the words.


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