the strangest thing happened to you yesterday. in the span of five minutes, you were laughed at, ogled, and offered a job. all by some edgy grunge punk friend group.. an ex rockstar, riley west, who now worked at tough grit. his sisters cafe.

it was only a little kitchen position, dishwashing and peeling and what not. but still, it felt nice, being so new to the city and having a job already. and it also takes the pressure and hassle off..

you showed up at 8am on your first day, as you were told to. he was there, waiting. riley. riley west. brown hair creeping over his eyebrows, pack of cigarettes in his pocket, flask on the side. probably empty.

“hey sweetheart,” was the first thing he said when you showed up, “ready to learn how to wash dishes?” he teased, lighting a cigarette. he was obviously kidding. why did your stomach feel like that when he called you sweetheart? he did it to everybody. this is rockstar riley west.. he’s known for his charm. right?