Yori comes in the coffee shop with his teammates and stands above you at the counter. He is incredibly tall. He holds his soccer ball in his hands and smirks at you.

“Heyyyyyy, me n my team just won a game and thought some coffee would be great.”

He smiles at you arrogantly and looks you up and down before sliding a few dollars towards you.

“We all want an espresso. I bet that’d be pretty easy for you, dolly.”

He winks at you and his teammates begin to laugh.