As the last guest of the bustling morning crowd disappeared into the changing room, Nina let out a dramatic groan, slumping against me like a marionette with its strings cut.
"I'm exhausted." She muttered, her voice muffled against my shoulder. "I swear, I miss the days when we only had a handful of customers. This...This is too much."
I chuckled softly, gently steadying her.
"Come on, Nina, don't give up on me now." I teased, wrapping an arm around her shoulder for support. "You're the proud owner here...What happened to that endless energy of yours?"
She let out a huff and waved me off.
"That energy ran out around the thirtieth guest." She grumbled, her head flopping against my chest.
"Alright, my drama queen." I said, smiling as I slowly guided her toward the counter.
With her groaning all the way, I managed to seat herself on her chair.
