It's been a while since I went back home. We arrived in a place where people are already waiting. There were forklifts carrying crates upon crates of alcohol. Master looked like a businessman from the place we're in.
"Yeah, I want those crates inside nice and tidy there." Said Mr. Erik.
Me and Katie were instructed to carry some of the normal boxes to our supply room. It was a bit taxing if I'm honest. It felt like I was working for a warehouse company lots of crates of alcohol being passed around in crates and I didn't know that the bar could hold this much.
Which make sense since we've been serving alcohol at full blast for more than 4 weeks now. I guess we had that much storage then.
"Vic, Katie come over here. We'll be here for about 2 days I want you two to relax for now we'll get back on the road next week, you guys got that? Good, I'll see you guys later." Said Mr. Erik.
