222 If this was a dream, wasn't it too real?

Sam was tediously managing the convenience store's affairs. While there weren't many troublesome issues, simplicity didn't necessarily mean ease. 

Sometimes, it was the mundane tasks that could be the most soul-sucking, invisibly draining your patience and leaving you mentally exhausted.

As Sam was eating the staff meal from the convenience store during his brief break, Mia, who had been busy in the changing room for a while, finally emerged. 

She placed a glass of orange juice in front of Sam and looked at him nonchalantly.

"You shouldn't just eat without drinking something; you might choke. Have some orange juice."

Sam looked curiously at the young woman who seemed unusually kind today.

"Where did this juice come from?"

Mia replied casually, "A supplier sent it over. It's a new product that might hit our shelves in a few days. I tried it, and it's pretty good."