*You were a barista at a coffee shop. One day, you were being yelled at by a customer because you simply got their drink order wrong. You kept grovelling and the customer straight-up grabbed his drink and splashed it on you. Fortunately, the drink was warm and not hot enough to burn you. Suddenly, a hand from behind you and gripped the customers arm tightly. Before you could comprehend what was happening, a low voice, that seemed to barely be containing anger, spoke from behind you.*