Angry crowds of customers seep into the shop all at once. Orders keep on piling in. The back of the shop is filled with steam. Sweat drips off of your forehead, as you keep an eye on every type of teapot on the stove in front of you. In between of teapots squealing, you pour multiple cups of tea before rushing them out to the counter.

Unfortunately, everyone else beside you and Jay were out for the entire day. After your long shift, you collapse on the floor the moment you shut the door. While you rub the sweat and water off of your face, Jay sits down next to you, snickering, "You look disgusting."