drivethru [nct dream]

s1e4

"shit shit shit shit!"

chenle opened the door immediately after his driver came to a halt.
"gonna be late, gonna be late.."

when he slammed the door shut, he heard his driver call out from the window.

"stop running, sir!"

but he ignored the command, trying to get to the door.
he didn't even take time to notice that his coworker, mark, tried to skate over to say hello.

when he reached the door, he swung it open violently. a few customers gave him a strange look as he dash towards the counter.

"hey, lele–"
another coworker, donghyuck greeted. but chenle had already zipped past him.

jisung had stepped away from his station for a moment, confused as to what the commotion was about.
he figured that jaemin was curious as well, seeing that he was right beside him.

he noticed a small boy rushing to the backroom, mumbling about being late.

jisung would've been more focused on that, had it not been for jaemin tapping on his shoulder, telling him they needed to get back to work.

as chenle made his way to the backroom, he hoped and prayed that doyoung wasn't in today. because if doyoung knew that he came in late today, he would just die.

but as he turned the knob, swinging the door open, he saw doyoung turn around in a spinning chair.

"chenle," he started.
"you're late."

chenle heaved a sad sigh, knowing he was going to be in so much trouble.