Tell It To The Barista
In which Riskua starts working at a coffee shop
A peaceful little job, Mama had suggested after they moved to this town from Melring. Riskua needs to get out more, apparently.
Riskua is fairly certain that this hadn’t been what she meant. Actually, knowing her mother, it might have been exactly what she was talking about.
Whoever thought coffee shops were peaceful needed a reality check. It’s Riskua’s second day. The store manager just quit and walked off, and with her three of the employees. Which leaves just her and Law, a guy who’s working here surprisingly not to pay for his classes - he’s some sort of genius and has a full scholarship, also his father is apparently kind of over the top when it comes to giving him money - but because he genuinely loves coffee. And another reason, but Riskua doesn’t yet know what it is.
It’s the morning. This is the only coffee shop near the university campus. And there’s only Riskua and Law manning the shop.
Law gives her a look akin to one a general might give his troops just before heading into battle. “At least we’ll be prepared for the zombie apocalypse, Ris-ya,” he says.
She gives him a lopsided grin and twirls her pen before clutching it like a dagger. “My father always says to beat them off with a stick. It never made sense until now.”
Law gives her a mildly exasperated look, and then there’s no time to speak anymore. The masses have arrived. It is time for battle.