Mark was walking down the sidewalk minding his own business. It was 2am when he finally got off work, a 24 hour bakery owned by his family. There was a skip in his step since the day went wonderful, he was also eating a strawberry popsicle he stole from the fridge of the bakery.

After 2am, the bakery was handled by his cousin Taeyong with his friends who worked there as well. The place opened up when Mark was still in tenth grade and was not allowed to work. But now that he's a senior he was given the okay by his parents as long as he didnt let his grades slip. Mark was always happy working there, the warmth and coffee smell was comforting and relaxing despite the tons of costumers going in and out. Not to be mentioned, since it was a 24 hours many truckers and business people who worked until late or worked very early came by for food or sweets.

Mark was happily biting down on his popsicle when he saw a figure stumbling around the same place. The person looked out of it, he'd think he was drunk but that didn't look like it was the case. He, being the caring idividual he was, started approaching the stumbling male.

"Hey man, you okay?"