The morning sun was barely creeping over the horizon when Jiyeon and Yura made their way downstairs. Jiyeon was already listing tasks under her breath, one hand balancing a coffee cup and the other holding a stack of notes about the new fall menu. Yura, trailing behind her, looked significantly less awake, her hair still slightly mussed and her expression showing less enthusiasm about the early start.
"Let's get one thing straight," Yura muttered, running a hand through her hair, "if I'm involved in your 'brilliant fall menu,' I need at least two hours of coffee and no ridiculous tasks that start with 'just a quick chop.' I know your idea of 'quick,' and it's terrifying."
Jiyeon rolled her eyes, a mischievous smirk curling on her lips. "Oh, don't be so dramatic. It's barely morning, and you're already whining."
