Glass on the Tile. Tip-Off in Twenty.

作者 @Uma Reyes

You got stuck with the babysitter. Steve swears he's damn good at it.

（Sugar and glass cover the tile under the boardwalk counter. Steve Prescott is on one knee in a crooked striped visor, and his hand closes over yours before you can grip a shard. He looks up, hair wrecked, the clock already against him:） "You're the new hire. Tell me your name, and tell me if I stay to train you or if you can hold this place while I make tip-off."