A bottle of stardust (SVT)

Thirteen boys and one messy cafe

Seventeen

When Chan said he'd do anything for a job, he was joking. He certainly did not mean for his uncle to take it seriously, but then bam. He was the temporary manager for his uncle's cafe. He wasn't complaining, no, some of his friends may have thought he wasn't kidding and sign him up for a strip club or a sugar daddy website as a prank. Thank god. Well, when his best friends heard, they were very enthusiastic.

Chan started his first day with a mess. He entered the cafe and stopped short at the sight of his friends arguing with the poor cashier. Jeonghan was sweet talking the terrorised boy one moment then threatening and hand gesturing the next. The rest either looked away politely or were beet red with embarrassment. Wonwoo caught sight of Chan still frozen awkwardly at the door, and when the rest noticed too they fled the counter and rushed to him. Chan was so hopeful, wow, his friends were here to support him and keep him company! Jeonghan placed his hands on Chan's shoulders and looked him in the eye and said tenderly, "Chan, you loving and kind and wonderful person, how many free portions of food can and will you give us?"
This was going to be rough.

Surprisingly, he didn't have much to do, so he just sat at free tables with his friends, and listened to the dumb comments his friends made.

On a Tuesday afternoon, Seungkwan and Hansol were studying for exams while Jihoon sat bored and grumpy, having already finished his own tests and was dragged to the cafe against his own will.
Seungkwan suddenly cracked up at a joke he made and shared it with Hansol.
"How many Jihoons's does it take to change a lightbulb?"
"I dunno, how many?"
"One, the real question is how many ladders does he need?"
Jihoon grumbles," I hate you guys."
He left the cafe.
Seungkwan and Hansol shrugged.
"Wait, who's gonna pay for the food?"

On a particularly hot Wednesday, Wonwoo, Mingyu and Soonyoung had thrown open the doors to the cafe to escape the heat, sighing in relief as the cool  air conditioning serenaded them.
Then Soonyoung looked down when he heard a heavy thud.
"Shit I think Wonwoo fainted."
"Crap call 995!"
"SURE WHAT'S THE NUMBER?"
"Soonyoung seriously?" Mingyy bends to check Wonwoo's pulse. "Nah, he's fine, he's just closing his eyes to be away from us for a while."
"YoU MeaN He's DeaD?"
"WHAT NO WHAT GAVE YOU THAT IDEA."
Wonwoo shot up like someone jabbed his side. "I'm trying to take a break from you idiots and this happened what the actual fuck."

Jeonghan was scrolling through his phone leisurely on a lovely Thursday morning with a cup of coffee and a confused Seokmin trying to math when Jisoo runs in and slams his palms on the table when he rushed to their corner by the window, panting. "If you thought a terrapin died and tried to give it mouth to mouth restitution, would you get salmonella?"
"What the fuck Jisoo."
"Well," seokmin ponders thoughtfully, "Can you get salmonella from something thats isnt a salmon, or even a fish?"
"Seokmin how did you pass your biology."
"That was tested in biology?"
"I dont know but it had to be mentioned in something in school!"

Fridays were the most exciting, Chan personally felt. Seungcheol and Minghao were doing their own things while Junhui was slumped over his chair napping. How he napped on such an uncomfortable chair they had no idea, but Minghao was determined to entertain himself with that situation.
"Minghao I think that's too many pencils to put into jun's nostrils."
"What no, its fine, its hardly ten yet!"
"Those are your art pencils minghao."
"Exactly! My pencils, therefore i decide whose nostrils i stick them up!"
"I give up."
Junhui was certainly confused when his nostrils felt funny when he woke up.

Chan had a wonderful time at that cafe.