We Are Bulletproof

Pheonix, are you able to come in this weekend after hours?

@MinSquishy~  @Lee Pheonix

Another day, another dollar, as they said. Wren unlocked the front door of the Birdy Bee Coffee Cafe, a cute little building with a cute little logo of a fat bumblebee twirling around a bird on the logo. After he checked everything over, made sure everything was clean, and all the machines were running, he checked the time. As per usual, he had two baristas opening this morning. Where were they?

Slipping on his apron and tying it carefully, he set about getting things set up for the morning rush. People would be coming by for their morning coffees before work. He found that they were busiest before and after work. Not all that much different from his time living in the Bay.

When the bell rang on the door signifying somebody was coming in, he knew it had to be one of the baristas since he hadn't turned the open sign on yet.

"Good morning," he said, when he saw that it was Pheonix. "Are you ready for the morning rush?"

Cafes in small towns were probably a dime a dozen and Wren probably would have been better off setting up shop back home in Humboldt. But the thing was, he was sort of an explorer at heart. Also... there was something about this weird little small town tucked into the forests of Oregon that had drawn Wren into it.

So here he was, setting up shop in a small town with his small shop, aptly named Birdy Bee. He designed the logo himself; a cute fat little bumblebee twirling around a bird--a wren. His namesake. Wren had majored in media and business. Somehow, he ended up using his education to just open up yet another small town cafe. Lucky for him, he came from the kind of family that was only glad to see their children flourish. His mother was proud of him beyond words and his step-dad said that he had a good head on his shoulders.

Well, good. Because he was going to need it.

Wren checked the time on the vintage clock on the wall as he wiped down the last of the tables in preparation for opening. Nobody was here yet. None of the people he had hired. It was literally just himself and he had hired two other people for the opening shift!

The bell on the door dinged as somebody entered the shop and Wren straightened up.

"Welcome to Birdy Bee Coffee," he said cordially, even though in the back of his mind he was steaming over the lateness of his employees.