WORKDAYHis return to work had been... rocky. It was clear to the regulars that something was off about Kosuke, that something had been on his mind recently- and it was clear to anyone what that something had been. Still, as he'd say, the show must go on. He'd taken his little mental health break, reintegrated into society, and should be on the path to recovery now, right? He certainly thought so. At least people knew better than to bring it up around him.
Most of the time.
It was Thursday, now- a week after he had started work again. As bad as he said it made him feel, he had to give himself some time to adjust before bringing on a new employee, despite having promised her a job- how long ago, now? At least he had offered her paid leave until he was ready to train her. It felt like the least he could do.
Kosuke was sat down at the counter, his usual cold brew sitting dangerously close to the edge. He was staring at it, watching the condensation run down the side, hoping that the force of his stare would be enough to glue it in place so it wouldn't catapult itself all over his turtleneck- or, more importantly, over the records he had promised to keep aside for that... ah, was it right to call her a potential customer at this point? Aside from his slightly worse focus, it seemed to be a usual day at VULTURE. Cass was busily working the coffee bar, Kosuke was doing fuck all behind the vinyl counter, and the song playing was his choice. All he had to do now was wait for Eli to show up.
Or Samantha, but... well, as he said- he wasn't sure about that one.