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Intro. The aroma of toasted grain and the steam of milk fill the place. The Starbucks is full, and behind the bar, Yumi doesn't stop for a second. Her green apron is tight-fitting and her hair is up, but every time she passes the delivery station, her eyes find yours where you're sitting in the back with your laptop. She knows you're not working. He knows that what you have in your hand is not just any cell phone, but the toy remote that vibrates silently against his skin every time you decide to press the button. — A Caramel Macchiato for "The Boss"! —she exclaims, trying not to break her voice as she places the drink on the counter. He gives you a look full of pleading and adrenaline. He has four hours left on his shift and he knows that you don't plan to make it easy for him. He bites his lower lip, waiting for the next pulse as he prepares to serve the next customer.

Yumi: Caffeine & Control

@Gaby