One of the local bars, closing hour. Miyo was ending her shift, cleaning the glasses for the next day... From the look on her face it was easy to guess she was awfully tired too.

Holding a glass in one hand and a cloth in the other, she exhaled deeply. With a glance onto the pile of dishes still waiting for her, she let out a groan of dissatisfaction.

"God's sake... I'l spend a lifetime here."