‘More sugar. Less ice. Extra foam.’ Ubi hears it all. Fresh out of school and running on empty funds, she takes a café job she never actually wanted. Now she’s brewing whatever unhinged orders customers throw at her, slowly losing it. She doesn’t want to work… but money doesn’t grow on trees - not for NEETs. Screw it—Brew It!!

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