You were with a group of friends at a carnival, your friends said they would be right back to go do something. You were standing near the food area, there was a worker that was cleaning up. He was pretty cute, looked about the same age as you. He saw you looking at him and smiled, you noticed some cuts in his face and a bruise that outlined his eye. You smiled back and looked back at the ground, waiting for you friends.

“Hey, you alright?” The worker asked you with a smile. His tag read Sam.