The phone continued ringing ever so obnoxiously, causing Adagio more headache. She reached her arm and tried to find the nearest thing to throw at the phone. It took her several minutes to realize her phone was next to on the floor. Hunting for the small repulsive object with her hand, she lazily pulling it near her face.

"Hm?" She loudly responded, not even bothering to press it against her ear. "W-wha? It's my day off, I don't work today." She pried open her baggy eyes and grabbed her phone. "No! I just closed last night I'm not doing... Oh, don't give me that. I'm tired as hell!" Waiting for a few moments for the other individual to finish their statement, she added, "I have a date by two. Be there at twelve and I'll do it."

As the person on the other line started talking again, she took the time to rub her eyes clean. "Swear that you'll be there by twelve or I'll walk." After a brief pause and receiving a response, she hung up.

With a blaring groan, she forced herself up on her feet from the cluttered floor. Using the bedside as a support, she managed to catch herself just before falling face first on the ground. After stretching her body painfully, she began hunting for a decent wardrobe from the big pile on the ground. Nothing fancy, just something temporary for the next few hours. Taking a notice of her hair in the mirror, she began groaning again. She probably needed a shower too.

A half hour later, Adagio exited the shared house and headed towards her place of work. The place wasn't too far, just forty minutes by foot. But in Adagio's case, it felt like an eternity. She finally reached her destination, a small convenience store located in an urban district. The only place she could afford to work at without blowing her brains out.

Adagio felt a stormy headache clouding her mind.

Adagio opened the door of the store and changed the hanging sign from 'Closed' to 'Open'. Turning the light switch on, the neon lights flickered a few times before it finally lit the place bright, forcing her to shield her tired eyes. The first thing Adagio proceeded to do was turning on the coffee machine. With a frown, she emptied the bag of beans inside the machine and waited for it to brew.

As she waited for the coffee to finish, the place went quiet. Too quiet to the point where she could make out a faint snoring sound. At first, she thought her sleepy mind was playing tricks on her, and she would've believed it too if the snoring sound didn't grow with each second. As she retraced the sound, she spotted the source of the noise.

Aria's chest slowly ascended and descended as her sleepy body laid on the dirty floor, which she didn't seem to mind. Besides her was Sonata, equally mimicking her, settled next to her with her head resting on Aria's chest, rhythmically rising and decreasing along her lungs.

Like a swarm of moths heading towards a flame, Adagio felt her headache returning with a vengeance. This was not the first Aria or Sonata dominated inside the store overnight, and sometimes even nights. Even though Adagio told them many times not to, they just didn't seem to care. Not only was she forced to clean up their 'mess' first thing in the morning, but they also seemed to have a habit of helping themselves with whatever they could find in the store.

The beeping sound of the coffee machine snapped her out of her raging thoughts. She considered pouring the boiling coffee all over the two, most likely causing them a third-degree burn. It was gonna be worth it expect that Adagio already had a strike and didn't need another. Three strikes and she was out.

Instead, another idea popped into her mind. She grabbed the mopping bucket next to the cashier desk and filled half of it with cold ice cubes before filling the rest with sink water. Adagio walked towards the sleepy couples, towering over them with a bucket filled sub-zero temperature water. Without any signs of hesitation, she emptied the entire bucket, raining them with a hailstorm.

The two immediately jumped in the air but not before letting out a roaring shriek of abrupt chill. Sonata sealed a very tight grip around Aria's waist and buried her face in her chest. While Aria clenched her teeth together wrapped her arms around of her for comfort and warmness.

With a raging glare, Aria Looked up from her position and met with Adagio's eyes. "What in the name of Celes-"

Adagio interjected her in the middle of the sentence by pouring the rest of the bucket on them and receiving ear shattering wails from the two.

"We're up, we're up!" Aria yelled at the top of her lungs.

Adagio placed the bucket aside and tossed Sonata a couple of quarters. "Head outside and get some newspapers from the stand."

Clattering her teeth together, Sonata looked at Adagio asking, "W-what?"

Running really low on patience, Adagio attempted to reach for the bucket before Sonata jumped on her feet. "I'm up! I'm up!"

Adagio irritatingly rolled her eyes and urged once again. "Don't make me ask twice. Go and get newspapers."

Sonata nodded and obeyed her demand. She quickly bent down and grabbed the quarters on the floor. But before she could head outside, she nervously looked at Adagio and said, "I-I can't. My entire shirt is wet, and... it's uh... really embarrassing."

Adagio fixed her with a brow in which Sonata replied by covering her wet chest.

"Come on, Nata," Aria said while getting up onto her feet. "You're pretty no matter how you look."

Sonata yelped in surprise as Aria wrapped her arms around her torso from behind. Heat rose up to her face, balancing her body temperature. "A-aria! P-please d-don't..."

Helping herself with a wild sniff of her blue mane, Aria whispered into her ear with a suggestive tone, "Have I mentioned that you're even prettier when you're timid?"

Sonata's eyes grew twice their size as she attempted to push Aria away. But she was no match for her superior physic.

Luckily, Adagio stepped in and pulled Aria away by her pigtails. She dragged her away from Sonata and pushed her out through the doors. "And don't come back without my newspapers!"

Sonata watched as Aria was forcibly thrown out of the store. She breathed a sigh of both relief and disappointment. Aria was always the dominant out of the two. She didn't mind it if anything she enjoyed being under Aria's thumb. So why was she always fighting her?

"Sonata!"

"Yes, Mistress Ari- I meant Adagio!" Sonata burst out without thinking.

Adagio gave her a weird look but decided not to question her. "Grab the mop and start cleaning."

Sonata didn't even think of questioning and immediately grabbed the mop and the bucket and began working.

Adagio took the silence as an opportunity to relax her mind. She grabbed the coffee jug and drained it down her glass. The strong scent entered her nasals but she took a small sip anyway. The bitter taste almost made her puke it out but she endured the taste and consumed the entire sour liquid.

The tiny bell on the door rang and Adagio turned around to find Aria carry about a dozen newspaper. She honestly thought she would run away with the money but she also knew she wouldn't leave the other klutz behind.

"Did you notice that the front of the store smells like shoe polish?" Aria wondered as she placed the pile of folded papers on the small stand next to the desk.

Adagio took another sip before replying, "The steel shutters were jammed, someone stuck gum in the locks."

Sonata's ear suddenly picked up as she turned around with a fearful expression. Aria stared over Adagio's shoulder and fixed her with a threatening gaze. Terrified, Sonata shifted her head away and quickly got back to resume her work.

All this, behind Adagio's back.

And so begins another day in hell for Adagio.