"Dear, two frappes at table 2!"
Sebastian wiped the wooden table with a clean flannel, humming as he collected the used coffee cups on the surface. He quickly jolted and put aside the previous trash on the bin beside the counter, separating the recyclable ones to the biodegradable ones.
"Coming right up!"
Both of them had established a small cafe just right in the same spot of their home, enough to cater the outskirt customers. They've been working the business for two months and a half, working their lives together in such a cozy business. It wasn't really a big scale, just a small one enough for both of them to operate without extra personnel.
Freyja always worked at the counter, preparing coffee (which was honestly good, and came from her experience of tasting different coffees around the world from her coffee addiction when she's still in the Williams Company),