"Technically I ordered before all these people." I point out. "Technically I can have you kicked out for being an entitled nuisance so you better stand in that line before I lose my patience." Jeez, it was just a post-it to the forehead. It's not like I tattooed a dick on his face. //Dream is a self-made millionaire struggling with a company growing faster than he may be able to handle. George is months away from getting a doctorate, working at a coffee shop for some semblance of peace. A very expensive and sticky mistake later, their lives entwined more than either of them welcomed. Cross-posted on Ao3