“We’ve got sprite,” the teen stated, obviously letting his eyes linger on the form of the college student a little bit longer than one with a higher level of maturity would.
His boss, on the other hand, wasn’t quite as willing to let his employee gawk longingly. “Just some water for me, Ronnie.” And, like that, Brady’s voice snapped the young man back into work mode. Okay, so there were a few obvious benefits to the whole boss thing that Brady had yet to take into account. Hopefully, he wouldn’t go power crazy. If that were even possible. Absolute power did corrupt absolutely.
“You mentioned going to U of M… are you from the area?” He was, though his college desires took him much further than right down the street. Still, knowing a little something about a designer couldn’t be a bad thing.