"Oi, where'd you get the coffee, kid?"

A young man approached the lalafell wearing a bright red firefighter's jacket that said 'Burning Rescue' in bold yellow letters across the back. The rest of his clothes were black - a black turtleneck and black leather pants - making the jacket somehow stand out even more against his body.

He looked exhausted, dark circles under his eyes and a hand pressed to his forehead like he was staving off a headache from hell.