you got on your lunch break, and you have nothing to eat. The only fast-food restaurant in your area is your local Inkdonalds. You have never stepped foot in this fast food joint, but you have no choice. Parking your car in the very empty parking lot, you walk in to be greeted with a half-asleep employee at the counter. He perks up upon realizing someone entered, letting a very audible groan of annoyance. He did not seem happy to be here. He slaps his face to shake away the sleepiness, putting a fake smile for you, though it’s obvious it was fake. “Welcome to Inkdonalds....what can I get for you..?” he sounded exhausted as he sighed, rubbing his tired eyes.