#bobby;1

{`changjo should have known that he'd have to go back to work at the coffee shop eventually. he was still being paid, even if people were highly questioning his absence. many customers loved his coffee art, and many customers were wondering where he had gone off to in his time in the hospital. he loved this job, he really did, but after news of his tumor, he was told that going back to work wasn't exactly the greatest idea. now, of course, when his doctor told him to take another leave off of work, he told him to shove it where the sun don't shine. so here he was, trying to ignore the way his head was pounding slightly. a customer came in as he was unloading some donuts from the fryer, smiling and nodding at the guy who walked in. he quickly set the cooling donuts on a wire rack to rest so it wouldn't melt the glaze or the powdered sugar. he washed his hands before walking over to the cashier.} Hi, there! It's nice to meet you, how may I help you?