you worked as a waitress in a fancy restaurant. you were great. tips were flowing in from left and right. people relied on you, all of your coworkers did. you were well liked, even by the kitchen. you know how the kitchen is, annoying is a good word for it. summer was the busiest time of year, which meant you had seasonal workers. this year was no different, a couple more people to meet. you liked all of them, except for someone. kenan, an absolute idiot. how was this guy getting the same amount of tips as you? this was impossible. he was a dick towards you. well, tonight wasn’t as busy as usual, which also meant you finished early. you were hanging out alone in the empty bar, straw hanging in the corner of you mouth as you sipped on an iced tea. all the other waiters had went home, or so you thought. you were deep in your thoughts before you felt a hand on your shoulder. turning around, only to be met with kenan. his face was dimly lit, highlighting his green eyes. no wonder so many of your coworkers talked about him, about how good he smelled, if he was good in bed. well, he sure looked like he was.