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Café Crème, the Catmaid Café! ♥

'kay minkyu's post is done, I expect Amelia's to be a lot shorter. also the struggle to find enough dark haired rocky gifs is real. HE'S HAD FUNNY BROWN HAIR FOR LIKE 4 ERAS

Café Crème, the Catmaid Café! ♥

♥ 𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙮𝙪 ♥

_{I ran out of fitting Rocky gifs so here is one of him playing with his hair
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"E-eh--maybe?" Taken aback by Daehyun's very quick mood change from "mild disgust" to "apology accepted," Minkyu simply nods and tries to follow the conversation the best he can. And when Daehyun strides up to him, apparently staring him down, he does the logical thing--he trembles like a leaf, imagining some cruel and unusual punishment that Daehyun is about to exact upon him--or maybe just some verbal insults? Either way, Minkyu is 90% sure he would cry.

So when instead of insulting him, Daehyun pulls him in for a side-hug and ruffles his hair, all Minkyu can feel is relief. Relief, and happiness, because this means Daehyun is his friend! Unfortunately, Minkyu can only afford a feeble smile before his legs give out and he collapses behind the counter in a exhausted heap. Making friends is overwhelming, he thinks. Or maybe it's just Daehyun who is overwhelming.

Peeking over the counter only to see Daehyun walk right towards where Amelia is... er... collecting herself, Minkyu makes a high, barely-there noise of panic, waving his hands wildly but ultimately too shy and panicky to do anything other than say a few hurried warnings, which Daehyun quickly disregards.

Turning back the other employees of the café with a forlorn expression, Minkyu is immediately assaulted by both March, who is simply looking for work to do, and Rebekah, who excitedly lays out her pastries on the café counter for him to sample. They all look really delicious, it's true, but how much should he save for Amelia? he doesn't know a lot about pastry making, so Amelia should probably be the one to sample everything...

"They look really good," Minkyu admits, looking in wonder at the candy-colored sweets in front of him. I'll, um, save these for Amelia..." Bypassing the fancier sweets, he instead selects a pretty pink macaroon from the pile and takes a bite.

Munch. Munch. Munch. Self-conscious of the eyes fixed upon him, Minkyu chews very slowly, then brightens. Wow! These are pretty good, maybe even better than Amelia's, though he would never tell her that.

"Um... they're good," he says quietly, placing the macaroon back down and dusting his hands on his apron. "I'm sure Amelia will like them." As he debates on whether to take a small bite of either a cream puff or the mille-feullie, the door's bell rings, causing Minkyu to look up at whoever has just entered the café.

And then! Like a ray of light shining through Minkyu's dark existence! Somebody who he has not seen for a long time, but is a whole four years older than him and Amelia! That's right, it's none other than Monty Romero, an old friend of Victoria who offered to work in the café when it first opened! Minkyu could cry tears of joy, but he doesn't!

"MONTY!" Minkyu cries, maybe a little louder than he meant too, overjoyed at the sight of an actual functioning adult. "I-I-I didn't know you were coming back! I-it's nice to see you... Amelia's in the back, but I wouldn't bother her..." Like Daehyun is currently doing.

And then! Another person makes their presence known in the café, and this time it is Mari! Mari is a friend! Mari is a friend who doesn't scare Minkyu to death like Daehyun! Smiling, Minkyu waves shyly at her.

"G-Good morning! You, um, you guys should try these macaroons! R-R-Rebekah made enough for everyone, right?" The last part of his sentence abruptly trails off into worried territory as Minkyu once again doubts himself. His eyes connect with Monty's, the message conveyed unarguably a plea for help as the barista finds himself over his head without Amelia's steamroller personality to take over for him.

Café Crème, the Catmaid Café! ♥

@ReveTheDreamer I just realized... I forgot his blushies... I need to correct that right away

edit: okay it's done. also I realized we have reached the perfect balance of guys and girls I'm so proud of this community

Café Crème, the Catmaid Café! ♥

bekah is going to have a very fun time trying to protecc them all lol

Café Crème, the Catmaid Café! ♥

café staff pic updated with monty! now the gang's all here :3

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Lol your writing is fine! And yeah Ji just likes to stay on the road... he's got a lot of past he's running away from, let us say :3

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Also I'll say that I know nothing about cat breeds and that Ji is probably just a shorthaired mix anyways!

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I just did the tabs because you did... maybe it looks prettier. Maybe.

Also tbh I forgot I was on the IC page and not my PM for posts and character sheets... I had a mini-heartattack after it posted -o-

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_{Ji Chan}
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"'Scuse me, coming through--no, that's fine, yep, just push right past me like I ain't even here…"

The words, while sharp and scathing enough to make any person flinch a little, go unheard in the general hubbub of the Alpenhorn Inn's lobby--although a pretty and old-fashioned building from the outside, it's a downright mess on the inside, a mess that Ji Chan is currently trapped in as crowds of people press against him from every side, all vying for a place in line at the Inn's main desk. The lobby is completely filled to the brim with travelers, all seeking a place to stay when the winter weather suddenly turned serious and a snowstorm forced cars off the road and people off the streets.

Ji is one of those people--his original plan was to ride the overnight bus into the middle of town, but the icy conditions stopped the vehicle from going any further and everyone crowded into the Alpenhorn Inn instead. Thus, the mad dash of panicked humans and hybrids alike… and Ji, currently smushed between a large, heavyset man in front of him and a cranky old lady pressing forward from behind. And it's not even because of the obvious--rude humans, disregarding their manners when it comes to hybrids--no, it's just because Ji is, well.

Short.

Just the word is enough to make him shudder. Just his luck to get the short end of the stick and end up permanently stuck at 5 feet and 4 inches. Being born a hybrid just wasn't enough for the cruel world--they had to stick him with the most humiliating height as well, a measly 163 centimeters! And yeah, of course there are plenty of people in this world who reside at the same eyelevel as Ji Chan, but they're girls. It's cute to be short when you're a girl, but it just looks stupid when you're a guy.

By the time Ji claws his way (not literally, of course) to the front desk, his muscles are aching and his legs feel about ready to collapse, completely spent with the effort it took to get those humans to notice he was right there, thank you very much. Ugh.

"One… one room, please," he pants, to which the receptionist nods.

"Of course. We are currently over-booked, but if you are alright with it, room 2B has one open bed. Will that work?"

"At this point, I'd be happy to sleep on one of your sofas," Ji tells her wryly, taking the key when it is offered to him. "Wild today, huh? Can't imagine how tired you must feel."

"It has been quite the day," the receptionist sighs, her ears and tail betraying her mood. Ji nods, feeling his own fluffy feline ears screaming at him after a whole day of being flattened under his faithful paperboy cap. Must be worse for her, since she's got 'em all out and on display.

"Well, keep your chin up. We really appreciate it," he says, throwing a wink her way as he weaves around the crowds towards the hallway. A double room, huh? Ji thinks he can handle it, as long as they're not some overtly racist human who thinks it's funny to pull his tail when he's sleeping… talking from past experience, here. But for the most part, he's a pretty okay roommate, since he mostly minds his own business and doesn't care what you do, as long as it doesn't impact him.

But still, he is quietly thankful when he opens the door with the (spare?) key to room 2B and sees not a human, but another hybrid, guitar in hand as she strummed thoughtlessly, eyes somewhere faraway.

"Ah, another one of us, huh?" Ji said, a bit of a grin in his voice as he pulls off his cap with flourish, letting his ears perk up and stretch out, his tail unfurling itself from where it had been stuffed up the back of his oversized hoodie. "Sorry to intrude. I won't get in your way, don't worry."

It's true--Ji has no bags, no suitcases, just his room key, a change of clothes and a few dollars to his name that haven't been spent on hotel expenses. Depending on how long this snowstorm lasts, he really might have to sleep on the couch... or the floor. Well, not like he hasn't done it before. He can make do. He was technically in town for a construction job, the kind that you just gotta show up and start working to get hired, but this snowstorm kind of ruined those plans. He hopes the breakfast is free, at least. He has an energy bar in here somewhere... no, he ate that on the bus.

"Hm, any other ways to make money..." he wonders out loud, looking at his almost empty wallet with an expression of resignation and slight disgust. Figures. No food, no money, no way out.

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