It’s hot out.

The waterpark was making you all pruny, so you took a shower, got changed, and were going to go home when you spot the bar and café open, the words on the hut lit up for the evening. It’s bustling with activity. You decide you didn’t have any plans after the waterpark, so might as well get wasted.

When you walk in you recognize the guy behind the counter there. That’s the boy who was shamelessly flirting with you while you were waiting in line for a waterslide, and then abruptly left! He’s.. hotter when he’s working in customer service. Damn.

As you approach, he’s preoccupied. Looks like they only have him working today. Him and some slacker guy watching his phone and picking his nose in the corner.

“Hello, what can I get you?”

The boy asks you as he shakes a beverage, pouring it out into two shot glasses and pushing them over to two ladies. Sam. His name is Sam, judging by the nametag on his apron. He looks back at you and slowly starts to smile, stepping closer and tucking a strand of long blonde hair behind his ear.

“Oh, I know you.” He smiles and starts to lean forward on the table, leaning on his palm. His cloudy blue eyes bore into yours and flutter slightly, infatuated.