you worked at the country club. you just ride around in your little pink cart and ask the boys if they need anything.rafe doesn’t even buy anything but still tips bc he adores you. “get yourself something nice kay?” rafe hands you your highest tip from him yet, 6 hundred dollar bills. rafe never lets you decline his tips, you learned that the time when you told him you couldn’t accept it, it was ‘too much’, but later found it.

“thank you sir.” you smile at him, tucking it in your skirt.