It was just an average Saturday afternoon for you, and you decided to go to your local cafe. When you enter, the little bell above the door rings. You walk up to the counter, and you’re greeted by a… very depressed looking boy who looks to be around your age. He looks up and his tired gaze meets yours

“Welcome to Corona cafe, what can I get you today?” He asks dryly, his voice raspy and squeaky at the same time