The Right Way Around (You)
by JessiJ
“The garnishes—uhm, they’re still uncovered. That was already noted last time.”
“And I told last time I’d take care of it,” Rozanov shot.
“And when exactly are you planning to do that, Mr. Rozanov?” Shane fired back, glancing up at him over the rim of his glasses.
Their eyes locked.
When it came to things like this, Shane could be stubborn. Painfully precise.
Sometimes, it really was like splitting hairs.
The man raised an eyebrow, reached into one of the lower drawers, and pulled out something that looked like a large mixing bowl. Then he flipped it over the cutting board and the garnishes.
“There. I took care.”
Shane let out a quiet scoff and looked at him skeptically.
“That’s not a permanent solution.”
Or:
Shane came to Montreal with his skates packed away forever but a life carefully mapped out. Five years in, he realized that the things he had imagined hadn't worked out at all.
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