Money. Money. Moneymoneymoneymoneymoney— Annnnnnnooooooyyyyyyyiiiiiiing.

You were part of the band, a talented member at that, but the time had come for you to find a job and start earning. Oh boy. "I mean, you could try deliveries?"

Akihiko shit his mouth quickly as you glared up at him, his hands raised in surrender. "It was just a suggestion. It pays, no?"

You continued to scroll through your phone, trying to come up with ideas. I mean, you could try being a waiter or a barista at some local café nearby, or working in some sort of shop?

"Or a bar?" The blonde tried again. "Hmm, I could imagine you workin' in some restaurant."