❝ well looks like we’ve found ourselves in a bit of a dilemma. ❞
taking caller : +82 2 @95youngho ! ↳ a hundred random starters (accepting!)
☎ — it took everything in her to not suffer a breakdown right there and then. she had been hopeful when the line to the counter finally started to thin, him standing right at the back and flashing her his usual grin when it was his turn to order. she could breathe a sigh of relief then. he was a regular: never really straying from his usual order and somehow never fails to pay with the exact change. her shift shall end with no qualms, right?
❝ not at all! it's- fine!❞ it came out more forceful than she intended, finally snapped out of her stupor, lips stretched in a polite grin. she moves to dispose of the paper cup quickly, its contents trickling down the side of it and onto her hand. it burnt, of course it did, but considering her hand was already drenched to begin with, she could hardly feel it at all.
❝ it's my fault. i'll just get you a new one, okay?❞ her hands were almost trembling as she worked, the back of her hand landing a streak of brown liquid across her apron before she starts making his drink again, lips pursed in a strained smile. it wasn't either of their faults of course, drink in hand and exactly 4,500₩ between fingers colliding while both of them were preoccupied resulting in the spillage of brown liquid in the center of the counter. the puddle is quickly wiped off, fingers fishing out the coffee-drenched notes before careful hands offer the new cup of hot beverage to the other, casting his form a worried glance. her query was almost ironic considering the sensation of warm liquid seeping into her shoes and trailing down her own leg while he stood, completely dry.
❝ i'm sorry for the mess. did i get any on you?❞
