[ Chiaki liked to think that there were a few things that she was inherently good at -- but then again, that might just be because of how often she did them. For everything else, it took time and the establishment of a routine, so that she could space out and think about more interesting things while she performed other tasks.
Being a barista at the school coffee shop fell in the latter category. It took her a few weeks of messing up people's orders and names to really get into it, and then she started looking for other ways to pass the time. For most of the coffee shop visitors, she was quiet and reserved -- but when the armless girl stepped through the door mid-morning, like she always did, the pinkette brightened and moved to the cash register. ]
Good morning, Rin Tezuka, how may I serve you today?
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Being a barista at the school coffee shop fell in the latter category. It took her a few weeks of messing up people's orders and names to really get into it, and then she started looking for other ways to pass the time. For most of the coffee shop visitors, she was quiet and reserved -- but when the armless girl stepped through the door mid-morning, like she always did, the pinkette brightened and moved to the cash register. ]
Good morning, Rin Tezuka, how may I serve you today?