+ @rkcsb replied: street!
yohan's switch to a road bike after having gotten used to doing deliveries in a car made him less than happy. he misses being able to listen to his own music, to have the solitude of the driver's seat to be able to think, talk to himself, and/or do his own vocal collaborations with whatever is playing from his car's speakers. he can't really do any of that now, needing to pay too much attention to the road since his new vehicle is significantly smaller than everything else on the road and he can't really sing unless he wants to embarrass himself. which he really doesn't, not in this big, lonely city where he's trying to establish himself again and not make himself look like a fool at all times.
that being said, even following all of the spoken and unspoken rules about being a Biking delivery guy, he manages to mess up all the damned time. it's not his fault sometimes, when the downtown streets are so crowded and traffic is a mess. whenever he almost runs into somebody, almost gets run into, drops his food or gets himself lost because his phone-slash-gps died and bikes do not have an outlet to charge it with, it's everyone else's fault was his.
but this goofer in particular is completely on him. his korean is fair by now but still not perfect, and if he reads something too quickly, often he's going to mix up some syllables. how is he supposed to understand that this little cafe and the restaurant down the street are different when their names are similar? especially when he's under pressure because he's late picking up his delivery anyway.
standing at the front counter of the cafe, an employee looking right back at him, yohan blinks several times and looks down at his gps app, back up, and then at his phone again several times. "uhh... i'm here to pick up... three large pizzas?" his voice is just as confused as his expression, as he rubs the back of his neck with his free hand. it becomes clear within half a second of saying it that he's in the wrong place, but the name still has him so confused-- "i'm the courier you requested... i think? maybe?"
