You stood at the counter half asleep, the fresh smell of coffee and all different sorts of pastries filling your nose each time you breathed in. For others, the smell most certainly would've woken them up. But it didn't work with you, mainly because you were tired as hell.

Your eyelids slowly flutter shut, but the sudden sound of a loud bell coming from the opening door snaps you awake. You grumble something incoherent to yourself and watch a rather tall man approach the counter.