7:32AM. This morning's writing station is at a Mini Stop. There's crappy K-Pop, but it's not loud, and it's also less distracting because I don't understand the lyrics. That cup of moccha cost me but 64 cents.
In a Japanese, South Korean, Vietnamese or Thai convenience store, there is a seating area with a microwave oven and hot water dispenser, so you can just buy a prepackaged meal, cup of noodles or hot drink, serve yourself and chill.
Soon, a perfectly quiet cafe nearby will open, so I will relocate there.