Wait. What?
Luna: Why not? What happened?
Thor: I got called into work.
Luna: Where do you work?
I watch the little typing dots bubble up, pause, bubble again.
Thor: I work in transport.
I squint.Transport?Okay, sure.
Luna: Transport? What does that even mean? You’ve never mentioned your job.
Thor: It’s boring.
Luna: I work in food service. Try me.
Thor: Fine. I’m a long haul truck driver.
Oh. That’s...oddly hot.
Luna: Oh. Cool.
Thor: Yeah, someone called in sick. I had to sub in for a shipment. I’m already halfway through Kansas. I’m so sorry. I should’ve texted earlier, I just… I was really looking forward to tonight. Didn’t know how to break it to you.
I sigh, both touched and a little annoyed. This man is a walking contradiction. Mysteriousandsweet? A blue collar truck driver who looks likethat?Hard to stay mad.
Luna: Ah, okay. That’s too bad. I was looking forward to hanging out too.
Thor: I know. Me too. I REALLY was.
Luna: Where do you live, anyway? And how are you texting? Please tell me you’re not texting and driving.
Thor: Nope. I’m pulled over at a rest stop. Promise.
Thor: So how’s work?
Luna: It’s fine. Not slow, but not crazy.
Thor: Good job? Good boss?
Luna: That’s... another story. Shoot—gotta go. No texting at work. Talk later!
“Hey there,” Daphne says, suddenly appearing at my side. She grins. “Getting in some texting on the company dime?”
I quickly slip my phone back into my pocket. “Is it that obvious?”
She laughs. “It’s fine. Just don’t let Ty see. He’ll go full ‘workplace discipline.’ Sheldon, though? He doesn’t give a shit. He’ll just roll his eyes and mutter something about technology taking over the world.”
I exhale, grateful. “Thanks for showing me the ropes.”
“I know. I’m basically the greatest trainer in restaurant history.” She pulls out her own phone as Sheldon walks by. She smiles at him like she’s doing absolutely nothing wrong.
He whispers in her ear, “I hope that’s for me,” winks, and continues walking.
“Uh…what just happened?” I ask.
