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Two weeks later...

Yoongi walks into the café and the little bell on the door sings at his arrival.

"Hey, Suga!" calls Hoseok from the kitchen.

"Told you to stop calling me that!" Yoongi yells back despite having a grin on his face. He places the apron over his head and ties the strings around his waist.

When he gets inside the kitchen, the number of orders he sees on the wall catches him by surprise.

He looks to Hoseok. "Where did all these come from? There's like three people out there," he says as he gestures to the door where the tables hide.

Hoseok doesn't look up at Yoongi and continues flattening some dough. "Jin-Hyung followed a suggestion from his dad that we should implement a mobile ordering system," He says tossing some flour on top of the dough and quickly kneading it again.

Yoongi rolled up his sleeves, taking a look at one of the orders and starting on a small cake. "Where's Jungkook then? Shouldn't he be helping you?"

"He went out to make a delivery."

Yoongi nodded, making an 'O' shape with his mouth. "We need more staff. We're hanging by a thread here. The business is good but we haven't got enough staff to carry out the product."

Hoseok nods and opens his mouth to say something before Jungkook walks in, looking slightly disheveled and sweaty.

"What happened to you?" Asks Hoseok with a chuckle.

Jungkook just shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair. "I swear, Hyung. Her deliveries are too much for me. Why can't we get someone else to do them? She doesn't shut up!" He sits down in one of the spare chairs they kept in the back, grabbing a water bottle off of the counter next to him and chugging it.

Yoongi rolls his eyes. "Just don't interact with her. Deliver the food, get the money and get out, simple"

It wasn't a secret to anyone who worked at the bakery that one of their customers was a little boy crazy. The rather hyper girl had traumatized each boy except Yoongi, who despite believing that the boys were lying or exaggerating, refused to deliver to her after hearing the stories.

Whoever went to dorm C206 would be flirted with until they ran for the hills. And the flirting wasn't good either. The girl would invite them in, offer snacks and water, try to grab their arms and touch their hair. And it was all just a nightmare. The boys sometimes left without getting the money and one of her roommates would rush out and apologize as they gave them the payment.

"She tried to feel my arms again, Hyung." Jungkook says with a shiver "We've got to get a girl to work here. This is madness!" He stands and grabs his apron from the hook, fastening the strings in the back furiously. He takes an order and begins working, still ranting about the girl.

Yoongi stops listening unconsciously. He still wasn't getting enough sleep and his classes were just delivering one punch after another. He no longer cared about getting assignments done to the best of his ability, and instead just brain vomited information onto essays and projects in order to complete them in a decent amount of time.

The job was helping, it gave him more money than what his old job payed. But it was still draining. As soon as he finished with classes, he would have to head over to the café and begin a six hour shift before going home. He would do his homework then, and by the time he finished, it would be two or three o'clock in the morning.

"yung ... hyung ... Yoongi hyung!"

Yoongi looks up in a daze. "Hm? What is it?"