be something you love and understand

Trent had a sneaking suspicion the kid working behind the bar was a kid in the most literal sense of the word. Enough of the signs were there- soft face, casual gait, the rotating supply of ripped jeans and T-shirts advertising bands he hadn't heard of and wouldn't be likely to twist their songs around in his act.

[[Or, the one where I take that one Ford segment seriously and Trent is a lounge singer. God help us all.]]

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