The coffee shop

As you stared at the clock above the white door frame, you couldn't wait for that minute hand to strike 10:00 o'clock. You were bored and not only that tired from all that bending over you did because the task you were given was to bring in the coffee beans from the back for the day. ''Tick", you quickly looked at the clock to see it showing 10:00 in it's old fashion state. Turning around on your heels you take your apron off to gently place under the front counter. Grabbing your phone, you head out the door keeping your eyes plastered onto the device in your hands. Suddenly your body is greeted by a tall muscular man. The effect of this is you falling down along with a hot substance.