Prompt: Foam (via detochkina)
Jasper/Bella
"What is that awful song?"
"Katy Perry."
I grimaced, wiping my hands on my ass, and reached for a pint glass; there was one more order up.
After last call, the bar was under control and there were so many beer caps on the floor that they were cushioning my feet instead of my sneakers.
The good thing about the rush? Jasper. He was more into tending bar than most people were at anything.
I pulled the tap. It spit a few times before slowly oozing thick, white foam into the glass. "I'll be right back. I have to go change the keg."