[ The lights outside are pretty dim, not helped at all by the thick fog that's been covering the city this month. Minato makes a mental note to ask his manager whether the store front can at least be lit up a little brighter, so that it can be seen and others can see and not trip and fall as Sion must have done, quick to believe as Minato is, when the explanation sounds reasonable. And it is, because Sion is also right that he shouldn't be out here, when he's needed back inside the coffee shop where there are customers to be attended to, his own over-reactive imagination about warnings of street thugs being just that: an overreaction.
Sighing, he offers a hand to help Sion up, a nod of his head in agreement that he thinks that's a good idea too. ]
If you need it, I keep painkillers in my locker too. ...Caffeine makes it stronger.
[ A subtle hint to buy a cheap cup of black coffee so the manager doesn't kick Sion out for loitering. ]
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Sighing, he offers a hand to help Sion up, a nod of his head in agreement that he thinks that's a good idea too. ]
If you need it, I keep painkillers in my locker too. ...Caffeine makes it stronger.
[ A subtle hint to buy a cheap cup of black coffee so the manager doesn't kick Sion out for loitering. ]