Wu Fuwei (吳 福威) [Delivering to Customers in Need]
Delivery of Woodles to Sakamoto Haruka.
At X Department Store on X Street.
1 cup of Beef Stewed Noodles.
Delivery @ X:XX
Price = ¥200
A fairly typical order, Tommy Woo mused as he glanced over the order receipt. This Mr. Sakamoto was no doubt just a busy store clerk wanting a cheap, yet hearty, meal. A perfect job for Woodles family noodles, after all the working class man deserved nothing but the very best. Unfortunately, Tommy Woo found his important service being impeded by pesky closed doors and windows. Interfering with the hunger of the working class man was bound to have disastrous results.
There was also that annoying high pitched sound, but Tommy Woo was more than ready to brave through that hiccup.
Now there was something Tommy Woo quite enjoyed about the buildings in Academy City, they pretty much all had a roof entrance. A back up plan for the pioneering young man. Taking the care to lock up and park his bike, Tommy Woo quickly got to work climbing up the fire escape (Safety First truly was a blessed concept). It was therefore a little unfortunate that upon reaching the top, the ladder of the fire escape dislodged and hit the alley down below.
That ladder was not safe. The boy mused.
Now on the roof, the delivery boy made haste to the door, after all taking too long would create cold noodles. And that would not do, in the words of his father, "Boy, cold noodles leads to a cold heart. We must warm the hearts of our customers so that they might be merry. Otherwise, and pay attention to this boy,"
"You will not get tip."
Thus an unlocked door at the roof of the building was a boon from above, ensuring that Tommy Woo could spread the joy of noodles to all customers in need. Ever cautious of the need for a proper eating environment, Tommy Woo was dismayed by the lack of lights in the facility. So he did the proper thing and hit the light switch.
"Hello," he called out over the high pitched noise, "Delivery for Sakamoto Haruka-San from Woodles - Woo Family Noodles."
Delivery of Woodles to Sakamoto Haruka.
At X Department Store on X Street.
1 cup of Beef Stewed Noodles.
Delivery @ X:XX
Price = ¥200
A fairly typical order, Tommy Woo mused as he glanced over the order receipt. This Mr. Sakamoto was no doubt just a busy store clerk wanting a cheap, yet hearty, meal. A perfect job for Woodles family noodles, after all the working class man deserved nothing but the very best. Unfortunately, Tommy Woo found his important service being impeded by pesky closed doors and windows. Interfering with the hunger of the working class man was bound to have disastrous results.
There was also that annoying high pitched sound, but Tommy Woo was more than ready to brave through that hiccup.
Now there was something Tommy Woo quite enjoyed about the buildings in Academy City, they pretty much all had a roof entrance. A back up plan for the pioneering young man. Taking the care to lock up and park his bike, Tommy Woo quickly got to work climbing up the fire escape (Safety First truly was a blessed concept). It was therefore a little unfortunate that upon reaching the top, the ladder of the fire escape dislodged and hit the alley down below.
That ladder was not safe. The boy mused.
Now on the roof, the delivery boy made haste to the door, after all taking too long would create cold noodles. And that would not do, in the words of his father, "Boy, cold noodles leads to a cold heart. We must warm the hearts of our customers so that they might be merry. Otherwise, and pay attention to this boy,"
"You will not get tip."
Thus an unlocked door at the roof of the building was a boon from above, ensuring that Tommy Woo could spread the joy of noodles to all customers in need. Ever cautious of the need for a proper eating environment, Tommy Woo was dismayed by the lack of lights in the facility. So he did the proper thing and hit the light switch.
"Hello," he called out over the high pitched noise, "Delivery for Sakamoto Haruka-San from Woodles - Woo Family Noodles."