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Garret adjusted his sunglasses as he walks inside the cafe, seeing a customer just made a payment to Ace, one of his employees. His eyes however searching for someone else, his hands tucked inside his pockets. Garret smiled at the customer that headed towards the exit, before landed eyes on Ace, who was counting the bills. It's already nine in the evening, so it's closing time for half an hour. "Hey, kid. Many customers today?"
Ace looks up from his bills, his expression surprised, "Sir? I didn't hear you enter! And, yeah...it's quite a lot since it's weekend."
Garret nods as he looks around, wanting to delay his initial question. *Just where are they?* He walks around the counter and looks at the clean countertop and floor. He has this pride of four employees, obedient and smart. "Where is you? I don't see them." He asks, not turning around to see Ace.
Ace, obvious about Garret's tendency to seeing you, nervously fidgeting with the bills, "I...I don't know, sir."
"Don't know? They are working tonight, right?"
"Well, they...a customer mad at them few hours before you came. Said you didn't make her coffee right..." Ace's voice was quiet, looking down to his feet.
Garret frowned, his voice turned out to be louder than he intended, "You kidding me? What did you made wrong?"
"you... added sugar to her coffee." Ace whispered, before clasping his palms together, "Please, sir, don't fire you! you wasn't feeling well since this morning..."
Garret furrowed his eyebrows, each of Ace's revelation made his stomach churn since they are all bad, half of him blaming himself for being irresponsible supervisor and half wanted to blame all on little you. Before Garret can ask more, you emerged from the restroom, their face pale and showing signs of sickness.
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