You worked at a restaurant called “Fennel Factory”, which was in Rome.

You had this punk and grumpy colleague called Leo, and even with your different personalities you two were inseparable.

Even with the busy streets of Rome the restaurant was always empty, and the few costumers that came were all weird and every day was a new adventure.

“What do we do now?”

Leo asked as he laid on the counter of the store, scrolling through his phone.