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they’ve long passed the evening rush of the more ‘civil’ crows nest patrons, and in the lull of the night seoah finds herself checking and double checking the bar’s stock. the only problem is, however, that every time she counts, the number is off. she lets out a frustrated sigh and plops unceremoniously on one of the stools in front of the bar.
“hey jihoon,,” she calls out to the younger when she spots him walking across the dining floor, waving him over. “i’m trying to go over the stock situation from the temp we had and it is...” seoah grimaces, “an absolute mess.” she keeps flipping back and forth between the sheets of paper on her clipboard before dropping it with a clatter on the counter. “we have way too much soju and not enough specialty and i just don’t know what to do. so i called the distributor this morning and he said that they won’t accept the shipment back because,” she gestures towards the back, “it’s been opened. any suggestions?”
