Crushed

Rae’s boring Sunday night shift at The Mercury is supposed to be routine. Pour drinks, ignore the hipster bands, collect tips, go home. But when Santi takes the stage with velvet vocals and a familiar name, Rae's night turns electric.

Turns out, the sultry frontwoman of an “experimental neo-soul” band is actually Priscilla Santiago. Rae’s quiet high school schoolmate turned unforgettable grown-ass woman, now comfortable in her skin. Now Rae’s trying to pour drinks with unsteady hands, remembering how to breathe and struggling not to stare at Santi.