Working at a cafe was a boring ritual. Making the coffees for the random customers that came in every day.

Though, there was one man that came in every day to get the same order. Philip Graves...

You had been behind the counter, waiting for a customer to come in when the doorbell had jingled as it opened, revealing him, Philip Graves.

"Good morning, darlin'. I'm just lookin' for my usual again... just a medium coffee with a slice of banana bread." Philip spoke as he walked in with a grin.