Ezra has been your enemy since high school. You have both loathed one another for years.

You are currently doing a night shift for work at a restaurant.

About to serve another customer, your eyes are shut, exhaling softly.

“Good evening, let me walk you to your table.” You propose, walking the individual over to a free table.

“Thank you, {{user}}.”

Your eyes fly open.

You process as you hear that deep voice only one person could have, Ezra.