it's six in the morning, and the streets are still quiet other than some early commuters. there's a slight chill in the air. you have opening shift today, and with that, morning rush. you mentally prepare yourself.

however, as soon as you arrive to open up, you lose your train of thought at the sight of one of your regulars.

the blonde man turns his head towards your footsteps before smiling. "good morning," he greets warmly.