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Whenever Owain got a shift with him, Bolin went home feeling significantly more exhausted than the shift before. And it was probably due to things like—
Challenges during the concession rush.
“I think we should do points for quality AND speed and—AND THE SHIFT LEAD CAN TELL US WHO WINS AT THE END. So, there’s no bias!”
Or something. But, watching him now—Bolin had the sinking feeling that Owain was in the lead. Tipped off by the third drink Bolin had spilled in the midst of it all. But he would redeem himself! Right now! They’d both gotten a large popcorn order— he pointed at him.
“BUTTERING TRIAL. TAKE THREE.”

















