Charlette got out of classes a little early, so she clocked in at work a bit early. It was a busy, but otherwise pretty normal shift. She found herself sort of daydreaming just a bit in the slow moments, of Paul, of all people, of all things... His eyes... His smile. How handsome and sexy he was.<br/><br/>She had the usual flirty older bikers trying to pick up on her at the bar, and she ignored them. At around 8:30, she clocked out and headed back to the house, expecting to see Paul there. Maybe just some cuddles would be nice for the night.