“That’s a long way to come for a chance like this. That much dedication, I’m sure you’ll be fine.” She shrugged. “We all keep different hours, really, but I don’t know of anyone who’s working especially late today, so you really shouldn’t have to wait much longer. There’s a lot of new people, though.” Belatedly holding out her hand, she added, “I’m Summer. Rainault. You are?”
Stiles firmly took the hand and gave it a good shake before letting go and rubbing his palms against his pants. “Stiles Stilinski. And it’s not too far. Just a day’s worth of fumes to drive with. My grandparents live like thirty minutes away, so I get to visit them too.”
“Nice to meet you, Stiles. You want some coffee or something while you wait?”