01 — i know that it's your soul, but could you bottle it up?

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[it's the slowest part of the day: the tail-end, just thirty minutes before closing, and she can feel the weariness sink into her like a wrecked ship. they've mostly gotten to-go orders for the past hour; no one's been wanting to stay to chat, what with the frosty gusts, and the probability of snow increasing with each day. if they had a drive-thru, their regulars would probably use that instead.

hell, she would too, if she had a car.

finally, having wiped down her last table, she calls out to the back of the coffee shop:] Hey, I'm finished out here, do you need any help?

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this reply was an intense combo of me writing at work and rigging up the posting on phone huehue

[riotgun]

[akira stares for a few moments at sunny's coffee cat, then the following text message. he's not really supposed to touch the contents of the fridge here unless he can replace the items he's taken. maybe if he can find something that looks like it's getting old in the fridge to finish off for breakfast...]

Not sure if there's any food, but I'll look.

[alternatively, he's not too hungry, so it's not reaaally a necessity...]

You stay hydrated too.

[hopefully it's not so busy that sunny would be forced to skip her breaks... that happens sometimes, and it honestly sucks. especially since they aren't paid for it.

he sets his phone aside during the ensuing quiet, drifting back to sleep in lieu of setting out to raid the fridge for old leftovers. akira awakens again intermittently as his phone buzzes insistently a few times and stares at the strings of characters in the notifications before snickering a little. maybe better to wait a bit to let her recover...?

it seems like a good move when the next three messages roll in.]

Beats accidentally butt-dialing someone at least? Don't worry. It happens to everyone.

[this is probably a sign he should get up for the day... okay, another sticker:]