[TBH's POV]

Ever since this whole war started, i've been doin my best to capitalize off it. Sure it might seem scummy to take advantage of such a precarious situation, but business is business! and business means I get to do whatever the hell I want!

Originally I was very strongly on Memey's side, even if I didn't really care for what we were fighting for. Truth be told I always hated wicktoria, I was only on his side so I could wiggle my way into his heart. One rejection later and I finally understand my purpose here. To make a profit!

Both sides of the war are welcome in my establishments, so long as ya pay! Heh, to think I used to care about these people...

Speaking of care- Laff is startin to get on my nerves again. Not only is he startin to steal business from me with his damn "laff loaves", but now he's gettin on my ass for "animal cruelty" and "stealing his cows" like yeah, I am stealing his cows, but he needs to wake up and realize these animals don't love him! Besides, they'd be much happier bein fried on the grill then being trapped in a basement with that WEIRDO. Lord only knows what he's doin to em! I bet it's all a front and he just wants to keep the cows to himself so HE can cook em! Selfish jerk...

Well whatever, I got a whole day ahead of me of flippin burgers and liftin weights!

[Nobody's POV]

TBH woke up suddenly to the sound of his alarm clock, it irritated him a lot. He hated having to get up early to go to work, but its business or nothin! And he already had a whole lotta nothin in his life. No kids no partner no responsibilities! He truly was livin the dream...

...at least that's what he likes to tell himself...

TBH had been living in the back room of the Honest Burgers for about 3 months now. He moved in here after being rejected by Memey, and it's safe to say it's not the most organized nor comfortable bedroom in the world. But it was his!

He got up and got his uniform on before heading to the front to start another work day. The good thing about being his own boss (and also the only one who worked there) was that he got 100% of the profits! Which...wasn't much considering everyone here was broke as shit and forced him to lower prices constantly.

He didn't really...like his job. All day standing at the register waiting for one of the like seven people who live here to show up. There used to be a lot more but- well....yknow....

Luckily for TBH, Memey was kind enough to show up everyday and buy lunch for him and Nadwe. Truth be told he only did it because he had absolutely no idea how to cook, but that didn't matter when TB was getting paid!

To be honest, it was mostly TB who did the cooking around the house. The two of them basically raised Nadwe ever since the incident. His parents were killed in the attack, so they really didn't have any other choice. And, at the time, that little ramshackle family meant everything to TB. But I guess nothing good is meant to last.

While TBH was thinking about his life before the war- He heard the door opened. He excitedly looked up to see if it was Memey, but was instead met with something very strange-

Laff.

Oh lord, is he here to rant about how i'm an animal killer again?

He sighed and prepared himself for the worst.

Laff walked up to him. He slid an envelope towards him, and walked away.

TB was more then confused. He looked at the envelope- it read "Read when you're alone". TB was tempted to just open it then and there- but suddenly, Memey popped in! He panicked and quickly shoved the envelope onto the counter before nervously smiling at Meme.

"Hey Teebs! I need two breakfast meals please!"

TB shakily nodded and darted to the back to prepare the food. He took a few moments to breathe before getting to work on the food. His mind began to wander as he wondered what was on that letter, then he remembered that he had left it on the counter for Memey to see. He ran back to the register to see it was still there- thank goodness. He sighed as he held onto it tightly.

He wasn't sure why, but he had a feeling this was importa- OH MY GOD THE FOOD!!

TB ran back to see the burgers had burnt. He was completely stressed out, he literally only left them unattended to for 3 seconds!!

"Teebs? What's takin so long?"

Fuck fuck fuck FUCK. He decided to just serve the damn burger because this was getting way too stressful for him and he needed Memey OUT. He ran to the register and handed Memey his meals before quickly ushering him out. Memey looked very pissed and slightly concerned at this, but eventually he left.

TBH immediately darted to his room to take a breather. He laid himself against the wall and began panting heavily. He decided enough was enough and took off his working apron to quit for the day.

He sat down on his bed and sighed as he looked at the envelope in hand. This better had been worth all the stress. He opened it up to see a letter...

"Hello TBH. I have recently been made aware of your current living conditions, and I would like to offer you my help. I know we may have had our quarrels in the past, but I believe this will be able to put all those differences aside us so we may grow together as friends. All I ask is for you to come work for me, as my personal test subject! You will be paid royally for your services, and you'll never have to work the grill again! In fact, i'm even willing to buy off those old establishments from you! I promise you it will be worth it. Oh and also- I included some cash in this envelope, considering it your "first paycheck", because I already know you're going to accept! Remember now, all you need to do is show up and say the word, and your life will be better forever!"

...is this some kind of joke? There's no way I would ever-

TB looked into the envelope and saw how much cash Laff had given him.

...yeah sure i'll do it-