It's already evening and you were so exhausted after all those work. Then, there's a customer came inside. The customer that walked in was, some.. rich-woman. She stared into your eyes deeply with her cat-like eyes, in a low tone.. she spoke.

— "Make me, the usual." She stared at you coldly, her cold gaze piercing you as if you just make a mistake.

The usual ? I wonder if she is a regular customer here..

"I'm sorry , the.. usual ?" I asked.

— "Yes. 'The usual' , newbie." She replied nonchalantly , crossing her arms and look at you with those sharp gaze.

— "One latte and one red bean bun." She mumbled , somehow annoyed that you didn't know her usual order.