Caroline’s lips twisted into a soft smile, her mouth letting out a sigh as she turned to face Amber, back to the door.
“He’s a good person,” she answered, shaking her head. “He just doesn't feel like showing it, so he comes off as rude. Honestly, if that boy just tried…”
“Tried what, Caroline?” The manager jumped lightly, turning back, eyes wide as she stared at William. His hair were still wet, dripping, towel around his neck. Caroline scowled.
“Do you not know how to properly dry yourself, Will?” She shook her head. “It’s getting colder. You’ll get sick.”
William offered her a smirk.
“You’ll just nurse me back to health, wouldn’t you, Caroline?” His eyes finally flickered towards Amber, the expression on his face dying until it became blank. He straightened, looking back down at Caroline except far more reserved, the playful glint in his eyes going out like a dying flame.