"Hello. I'm selling chocolates and was wondering if you'd like some. You'll buy, right? It's only ten dollars per bar."
The man in front of me nodded and took out a ten-dollar bill. I took the bill and placed a chocolate bar in his hand.
After successfully selling my fourth bar, I walked up to the next house and continued my business.
'You win some, you lose some,' I thought as the owner of the house I was currently at didn't answer.
I had already made forty dollars under an hour. There was no need to rush towards my goal. Especially when I still had four more hours to go.
I walked up to the next house and rang the doorbell. This time, an older woman opened the door.
Not waiting, I put her under my hypnosis right away. I took the money and handed her a chocolate bar. With a smile on my face, I continued my way through the block.
By the time I reached the last house on the street, I had already sold four more, making me $80.
At the last house, I walked up and knocked on the door.
"Coming," I heard a familiar voice.
I forgot who it belonged to, but it sounded familiar.
The door in front of me opened, and I saw who the voice belonged to.
With long blonde hair, wearing shorts and a baggy white shirt, Alessia was standing right in front of me.
"Damian? What are you doing here?"
"I'm here for business."
"Business?" She asked, tilting her head in confusion.
I chuckled and explained that I was going around selling chocolate.
"Haha. That's smart. Wanna come in?"
I was a little shocked at how easily a young teen invited a guy into their home.
"You sure?"
"Yeah. My parents won't mind."
That's when a bulky man appeared behind her.
He had short black hair, a well-maintained beard, and had a black tank top on. Those on top of his built physique. I would be lying if I said I wasn't intimidated.
"Who's this Alessia?"
"A friend, dad. Anyway, come in Damian."
I looked at the man, who shrugged his shoulder and left. 'Your daughter just invited a guy in your house and you don't care?'
I was stunned. However, that didn't last long. It brought me out of my thoughts when Alessia dragged me into the house.
Alessia and I sat at the table while her dad was watching us like a hawk from the couch.
"So, what made you start this business?"
Heading to Alessia's question, I quickly answered.
"I wanted something, so I made money selling chocolate."
"That's a good idea," her father chimed from afar.
"How much have you made so far?"
I looked at Alessia and shrugged. "That's a secret."
"Whatever, don't tell me then." She said with a shrug.
Before I could say anything, her dad got up from the couch and sat down at the table with us.
"So, how do you know my daughter? Are you her boyfriend?"
"Dad!"
"We met at the mall a couple of days ago. And no. We're not dating."
"Hmm. I see."
"Anyway. You started a business. That's good. Experience is key for young kids like you."
I nodded. It was true. The more experience you get as a teen. The easier adult will be.
"What school do you go to?"
"Xxxyz school."
"That's far from here. How come you're selling around here?"
"Wealthy people live here. It's easier to make money."
The man laughed to the point of tears.
"How much do you sell a chocolate bar for?"
"Ten dollars."
The man grabbed his cup and drank before almost choking on it.
"Ten dollars? How the fuck will anyone buy from you if it's that expensive?"
I shrugged my shoulders and smiled. "My charms."
The man laughed and put his hand on my shoulders. "I like you. You're a funny kid. I approve."
"Approve of what?"
"Dad! Stop it."
"Haha. Whatever. You kids have fun."
After the brief conversation, the man left the table and walked up the stairs.
"Sorry about him."
"It's fine. He seems like a cool guy."
"He is. It's just he's embarrassing."
"He's just a worried dad. Anyway, it was nice seeing you, but I gotta go and sell some more chocolates."
"Wait, let me buy one."
I shook my head and took out two bars from the box.
I handed her the two and walked to the door. "It's on me. Plus, we're friends. I can't rip off a friend. I'd be a dick if I did that."
"Thanks. I'll pay you next time, though."
"Alright, alright. Have a good night. Say bye to your dad for me as well."
Finally leaving the house, I continued knocking at the doors of other houses. I planned on selling at least three more chocolates in the next hour.
By the time another hour passed, I sold four more chocolates. Which honestly surprised me. I was still only halfway through the new street I was selling at. If I were to stay a couple more hours, I was sure I'd be able to sell another four, maybe even six.
However, I was getting tired. And I mean really tired. Maybe it was just me not sleeping enough, but it could've been due to how much I used my powers I still didn't know.
That's why I packed my stuff up and made my way back home.
Once I got home, I took out all the cash in my bag and started counting. I made sure I had $120. By the end, I smiled and put it all in my wallet.
Due to how many tens there were, my wallet was a little fatter than it should've been. But hey, who doesn't like a fat wallet?
The next thing I checked was my chocolate box. I had sold 12 and gave away 2. Leaving me with 26 chocolate bars left.
If I sell those and include the money I made today, I would be looking at around 380 dollars. Which is crazy. Especially if you take in that I only walked around and sold chocolates for two hours.
After I finished counting the money and how much of the product I had left, I put everything away.
'Let's try to sell everything by tomorrow.'
It was nearing the end of the week and I wanted to have at least gone through two boxes before the weekend started.
'I can't wait to make even more money tomorrow,' I thought as I lay on my bed, going through my phone.
Opening an app, I saw a message from a certain someone.
[Thanks for the chocolates.]
[No problem. Anytime.]