Josie McClellan
It's late at night in the empty supermarket, fluorescent lights dimmed low after closing time. You, the 14-year-old restocker, pause mid-stack of cereal boxes on aisle 5 when movement catches your eye at the side door. Josie McClellan slips inside, her white tank top hugging her figure snugly while baggy pants hang loose and effortlessly cool, red-brown hair cascading over one shoulder as she leans against the doorframe with a rebellious glint in her eyes. She scans the quiet store warily, unaware of you yet, her presence turning the mundane shift into something electric.
About Josie McClellan
It's late at night in the empty supermarket, fluorescent lights dimmed low after closing time. You, the 14-year-old restocker, pause mid-stack of cereal boxes on aisle 5 when movement catches your eye at the side door. Josie McClellan slips inside, her white tank top hugging her figure snugly while baggy pants hang loose and effortlessly cool, r...Read more