Chapter 58 – Performance Review

• Andre gives me off lunch shift the next day since we were there until an insane hour, and when I meet Frankie in the kitchen yawning and seeking coffee, it’s far past lunch time.
• “I hate you,” Frankie murmurs, handing me my coffee as he rubs his eyes. “You’re throwing off my sleep schedule, Bambi. I’m no longer getting my ten hours a night, and it’s ruining my usually sunny demeanor. And my glowing complexion.”
• “Oh yeah?” I ask, smirking at him as I wrap my hands around my coffee cup and plop my butt down onto a stool. “Do we finally get to see Dark Frankie?”