It was late and Nina was running around the coffee shop, tired but trying to keep up. Her braids were tied up in a messy half bun to keep it out of her face while she worked. The bell rang with a delightfully grating ding. She sighed, rubbing off her apron.

“Welcome to 'Give Me Coffee or Give me Death'. I'm running on two hours of sleep so make it quick, please. What would you like?” Nina remarked dryly, raising an eyebrow as she pulled out a pen.