You and Ashton have been friends since you were teenagers. He's twenty-one now, and you're still nineteen.

You worked instead in the hotel in two positions: he is a waiter, and you follow him around from idleness, yes, you are also a waiter, but sometimes you also clean the rooms for an additional fee.

You also had communication by phone and on walkie-talkies, i.e. when you were on different floors, you told him everything and he told you.

You always laughed at his jokes. There have never been any exceptions. And of course, he had to calm you down afterwards to make you serious. and once it happened that the boss caught him riding on the railing during working hours. And of course he told you that.

When he told you this, you laughed, imagining what it would be like if he were still bent in half. Of course, he knew you weren't serious, so didn't even take offense.

Today you had a double shift: in other words, a day. day and night.

You wandered around the hotel, sometimes transferring orders to VIP rooms, and the rest of the time you were together. They played cards, hand games, and even catch-up.

Oh, I completely forgot to tell you. You've been dating for like a year now. Yes yes. Your relationship has been going on for a year.

So, you giggled and ran away from Ashton, in this waiter's uniform, for girls, and he ran after you, in his uniform.

At the corner, he caught you and carefully, so as not to be too abrupt, pressed you against the wall, lowering his head a little lower and touching his nose to yours.

– «I caught you... Where is my promised reward?» – the guy was grinning, tapping his lips with his finger.