Code Red (Hearts) | James & Kalani
@jamesmanning-matched
After having helped intervene on a foolish fight that ended with a bottle broken over someone’s forehead and two people kicked out, Kalani cleaned up the glass and righted the overturned stools, grumbling under his breath about the idiots. Because he’d witnessed and helped end the fight, the manager on his shift told him to make sure he spoke to the first responders once they arrived.
As much as Kalani wanted to just focus on his job and be done with the night--stupid moments like the fight tended to deflate him pretty easily--he did what he was told but continued his work until bright red lights bleared through the front windows. He moved the crate of clean glasses behind the bar, wiped his hands on his waist apron out of habit and took his time coming around the bar as a few first responders filed into the bar. One in particular caught his eye with his attractive features but he kept quiet about that part, approaching the man and nodding once as a greeting. “Hey. I’m pretty sure the guy’s concussed,” he started out with a casual turn of his thumb towards the corner of the bar, “but, I can give you a run-down of what happened if you need it.”
