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A sequel to my previous story, you don't need to read the other one but it would give a bit more context.
The sun is shining through my window, blinding me. Ugh, I was hoping to get a bit more sleep after last night but I guess the world is against me. I reach over and grab my phone, I check the lock screen, it’s 6:23, just before my alarm, and, ugh, messages from Dad, of course… I’m not even going to check them. Anyways, about an hour and a half until I my shift starts, I should probably get up, go get ready. I head to the washroom to clean up: brush my teeth, take my meds, my whole morning routine, but I stop when I see myself in the mirror. Most things seem normal, roughly 160 cm (~5’3”), white fur, no proper hair, my genetics just don’t seem to allow it, but looking closer at my face I realize why it looked off; I look terrible, the white fur on my cheeks is still matted with the tears from last night and I can see the bags under my eyes. It makes sense that I got such poor sleep, I nearly died last night, even if they didn’t really do anything… what were they even thinking? a canine following a rabbit down the street at night, they should have known better, should have realized I was freaking out, should have taken a different route…
*snap*
*snap*
*sna-*
I grab my hand, I don’t need to get so stressed out over this, it already happened, they even didn’t do anything wrong, I was just overthinking things, like I always do... I really need to wash my fur, I can’t go out looking like this. Get back on task. I splash some water onto my cheeks, rubbing it into my fur, getting all the dried salt, tears and whatever else off my face. That looks a bit better, now to get on with things. Taking my medicine, brushing my teeth, brushing my fur. Okay, now that everything’s done with, I need to head to work. A closing shift, then an opening one the next morning, just my luck. After dressing, A light blue winter jacket, with a yellow shirt and black jeans, I head out into the cold winter morning. I head down the snow covered street, surrounded by tall buildings on all sides. Further down the street, I make it to that corner from last night, I cross my arms and hold them tight, I really don’t want to start thinking about this right now… I pick up my pace, not wanting to linger.
Finally, I’ve made it to Syncafé, the coffee shop I work at. Entering through the front door I hear a shout, “Roma! There you are.” that’s Casey, a deer that radiates positivity, they’re probably my favourite coworker here, they’re both pleasant to be around and they don’t seem to mind that I get kinda cagey sometimes, I do like spending ti- oh, I should say something, I haven’t said anything yet. “Hi Casey, it’s nice to see you.” I respond. “It’s nice to see you too. Hey, are you doing alright? You’re normally here, like, a lot earlier than this.” Umm, would it be rude to mention what happened? I mean, they kinda asked but I don’t want to just dump that on them out of nowhere, they’re probably just being polite. “I just didn’t sleep very well last night I wasn’t really expecting a late shift.” I guess I didn’t really lie, I really wasn’t expecting to work late, but I still feel kinda bad. “Okay, well, we’re gonna open in, what… it’s 7:43 so in about 15 minutes, you just go get yourself ready.” I nod, heading to the staff area.
The café is pretty full now, it’s interesting watching everyone that comes in, mostly herbivores, some omnivores, I’ve noticed that carnivores tend to avoid this place, it might be because there are none on staff, that or because people might start staring, I’ve never noticed anyone staring here but I’ve seen it happen elsewhere. Regardless, we normally get at least one or two carnivores but it doesn’t seem so today. My body freezes, alarm bells started ringing in my head just now but I don’t know why, I feel like I’m being watched. Is that a shadow behin- “Hello miss” Instinctively I jump, smacking against the counter in my scramble to make some distance. My heart starts racing and my mind is telling me one thing: run run run run run. Wait, I can’t run, I’m working I can’t just leave, but what was behind me? Why was it so close to me? I turn around and there’s a cat at the counter. Why were they behind me? Oh no, are they a customer? Shit. How do I recover this. Say something, “Uh-” “Are you alright miss? Sorry, did I scare you?” Their voice is sending shivers up my spine, I feel like I need to bolt, to get as far as possible. “Um, y-yeah, you did. Sorry, I wasn’t really p-paying attention, you snuck up on me.” Don’t run. Don’t run. Don’t run. Just walk up and take their order. “Uh, a-anyways, what d-did you want to get?” I can’t make myself take a single step towards them, my body won’t let me, but that’s fine, act normal, calm down and just act normal. I need to stop shaking, I can barely talk to them like this. Calm down, calm down, calm do- “Hey, Roma, I can take over for you.” Casey, what a life saver. “Alright, thank you, Casey.” I walk to the staff room, holding onto the counter for support. My legs won’t work properly, I can barely even walk straight, I just need to run, to hide, anything. Where should I go? There’s the back door… I don’t want to go into the alleyway, I’ll be too exposed. Um… Um… Fuck, what do I do. Oh, there’s the supply closet, I can go in there. I try to stumble my way towards the door, nearly falling several times, and make my way inside. I close the door behind me and lean against it to keep it closed. It’s dark in here, but I’m safe. That cat is out there and I’m in here. I’m safe, it can’t find me, I’m safe, I’m safe, I’m safe…
Breathe in… breathe out… breathe in… breathe out… Okay, alright, I think I’m okay now. I should probably go see Casey, I don’t want to leave them by themself out there. Fuck, I should also go apologize to that cat, I probably made a scene. A small shudder runs down my spine as I leave the safe darkness behind and step out of the closet. When I leave the staff area I find Casey standing near the register. “Hey, Casey. Thanks for taking over for me back there, sorry about all that.” I say. “Oh, it’s no problem Roma, are you feeling any better? Calmed down?” “Yeah, I’m doing alright now. I, um, wanted to apologize to that cat from before, is he still here?” I start looking around the café. “Yes, he is. just over there.” They point over to a table where I get to see the one who scared me so badly in better detail; he looks to be a serval, he has light-brown, almost yellow fur that becomes a far darker brown around the tips of his ears and on his spots, and a far lighter brown, almost white, near their neck and, presumably, around their stomach too, though I can’t see it through his shirt. He’s working on a laptop alone at a table, he also has a back-pack with him so he might be a student? roma… His clothes are also quite casual so a student would make sense. roma… He really doesn’t look all too scary, it must have just been that I was caught off guard- “Roma!” Someone jostles my shoulder. “Huh?” I say out of reflex. Oh, Casey’s been trying to talk to me. “Goodness Roma, you’ve been standing here staring at this guy for like 30 seconds get a move on, you look like a weirdo.” “Oh, yeah, sorry.” I say before shuffling off to go apologize. As I approach him I see several of the guests casting glances at him, though he doesn’t take his eyes off of his laptop, determinedly typing away, and I wonder if I should even say anything, I don’t really want to interrupt him. Whatever, I’m already over here so I should say something. “Umm… Hi, uh.” I start. He looks up at me, “Hi. Oh, are you the rabbit girl from the counter?” “Yeah, I wanted to come apologize for running off earlier… I shouldn’t have done that, I’m sorry.” I continue. “Oh, it’s no problem, really, I shouldn’t have snuck up on you like that.” It is a problem. If it were no problem, people wouldn’t be watching us like they’re waiting for him to pounce on me while we’re having this conversation. It’s really unnerving “It’s on me, I should have been able to control myself better. Do you want, like, a bagel or something? I could get you a free… something.” I offer. “No, no, you don’t need to.” “Please, I really want to.” I insist. “…Alright then, if you won’t let me say no, a bagel is fine; just an everything bagel, toasted with some butter.” He relents, finally. “Okay, I’ll be right back.” I get up and head back to the counter. I toast the bagel, spread some butter on it and bring it to him. “Here you go, one everything bagel.” I say as I place the wrapped bagel on the table. “Thank you, you really didn’t need to do this you know.” “It was the least I could do for causing a scene and embarrassing you.” I explain. “I have to get back to work now, I hope I see you again sometime. Have good day.” I say, walking back to my post. “Bye.” He says as I leave.
Today has been a lot, so many customers, and… my freak-out… All in all it’s been really stressful, though the cat waved at me when he left, which I thought was nice. I’m ready to just head home and rest, I feel like I could sleep for days.
Wait… I didn’t even ask for his name.
This story took a lot longer to write than I was hoping and it would have come out a few days sooner but I've been playing a lot of HK:Silksong.
A sequel to my previous story, you don't need to read the other one but it would give a bit more context.
The sun is shining through my window, blinding me. Ugh, I was hoping to get a bit more sleep after last night but I guess the world is against me. I reach over and grab my phone, I check the lock screen, it’s 6:23, just before my alarm, and, ugh, messages from Dad, of course… I’m not even going to check them. Anyways, about an hour and a half until I my shift starts, I should probably get up, go get ready. I head to the washroom to clean up: brush my teeth, take my meds, my whole morning routine, but I stop when I see myself in the mirror. Most things seem normal, roughly 160 cm (~5’3”), white fur, no proper hair, my genetics just don’t seem to allow it, but looking closer at my face I realize why it looked off; I look terrible, the white fur on my cheeks is still matted with the tears from last night and I can see the bags under my eyes. It makes sense that I got such poor sleep, I nearly died last night, even if they didn’t really do anything… what were they even thinking? a canine following a rabbit down the street at night, they should have known better, should have realized I was freaking out, should have taken a different route…
*snap*
*snap*
*sna-*
I grab my hand, I don’t need to get so stressed out over this, it already happened, they even didn’t do anything wrong, I was just overthinking things, like I always do... I really need to wash my fur, I can’t go out looking like this. Get back on task. I splash some water onto my cheeks, rubbing it into my fur, getting all the dried salt, tears and whatever else off my face. That looks a bit better, now to get on with things. Taking my medicine, brushing my teeth, brushing my fur. Okay, now that everything’s done with, I need to head to work. A closing shift, then an opening one the next morning, just my luck. After dressing, A light blue winter jacket, with a yellow shirt and black jeans, I head out into the cold winter morning. I head down the snow covered street, surrounded by tall buildings on all sides. Further down the street, I make it to that corner from last night, I cross my arms and hold them tight, I really don’t want to start thinking about this right now… I pick up my pace, not wanting to linger.
Finally, I’ve made it to Syncafé, the coffee shop I work at. Entering through the front door I hear a shout, “Roma! There you are.” that’s Casey, a deer that radiates positivity, they’re probably my favourite coworker here, they’re both pleasant to be around and they don’t seem to mind that I get kinda cagey sometimes, I do like spending ti- oh, I should say something, I haven’t said anything yet. “Hi Casey, it’s nice to see you.” I respond. “It’s nice to see you too. Hey, are you doing alright? You’re normally here, like, a lot earlier than this.” Umm, would it be rude to mention what happened? I mean, they kinda asked but I don’t want to just dump that on them out of nowhere, they’re probably just being polite. “I just didn’t sleep very well last night I wasn’t really expecting a late shift.” I guess I didn’t really lie, I really wasn’t expecting to work late, but I still feel kinda bad. “Okay, well, we’re gonna open in, what… it’s 7:43 so in about 15 minutes, you just go get yourself ready.” I nod, heading to the staff area.
The café is pretty full now, it’s interesting watching everyone that comes in, mostly herbivores, some omnivores, I’ve noticed that carnivores tend to avoid this place, it might be because there are none on staff, that or because people might start staring, I’ve never noticed anyone staring here but I’ve seen it happen elsewhere. Regardless, we normally get at least one or two carnivores but it doesn’t seem so today. My body freezes, alarm bells started ringing in my head just now but I don’t know why, I feel like I’m being watched. Is that a shadow behin- “Hello miss” Instinctively I jump, smacking against the counter in my scramble to make some distance. My heart starts racing and my mind is telling me one thing: run run run run run. Wait, I can’t run, I’m working I can’t just leave, but what was behind me? Why was it so close to me? I turn around and there’s a cat at the counter. Why were they behind me? Oh no, are they a customer? Shit. How do I recover this. Say something, “Uh-” “Are you alright miss? Sorry, did I scare you?” Their voice is sending shivers up my spine, I feel like I need to bolt, to get as far as possible. “Um, y-yeah, you did. Sorry, I wasn’t really p-paying attention, you snuck up on me.” Don’t run. Don’t run. Don’t run. Just walk up and take their order. “Uh, a-anyways, what d-did you want to get?” I can’t make myself take a single step towards them, my body won’t let me, but that’s fine, act normal, calm down and just act normal. I need to stop shaking, I can barely talk to them like this. Calm down, calm down, calm do- “Hey, Roma, I can take over for you.” Casey, what a life saver. “Alright, thank you, Casey.” I walk to the staff room, holding onto the counter for support. My legs won’t work properly, I can barely even walk straight, I just need to run, to hide, anything. Where should I go? There’s the back door… I don’t want to go into the alleyway, I’ll be too exposed. Um… Um… Fuck, what do I do. Oh, there’s the supply closet, I can go in there. I try to stumble my way towards the door, nearly falling several times, and make my way inside. I close the door behind me and lean against it to keep it closed. It’s dark in here, but I’m safe. That cat is out there and I’m in here. I’m safe, it can’t find me, I’m safe, I’m safe, I’m safe…
Breathe in… breathe out… breathe in… breathe out… Okay, alright, I think I’m okay now. I should probably go see Casey, I don’t want to leave them by themself out there. Fuck, I should also go apologize to that cat, I probably made a scene. A small shudder runs down my spine as I leave the safe darkness behind and step out of the closet. When I leave the staff area I find Casey standing near the register. “Hey, Casey. Thanks for taking over for me back there, sorry about all that.” I say. “Oh, it’s no problem Roma, are you feeling any better? Calmed down?” “Yeah, I’m doing alright now. I, um, wanted to apologize to that cat from before, is he still here?” I start looking around the café. “Yes, he is. just over there.” They point over to a table where I get to see the one who scared me so badly in better detail; he looks to be a serval, he has light-brown, almost yellow fur that becomes a far darker brown around the tips of his ears and on his spots, and a far lighter brown, almost white, near their neck and, presumably, around their stomach too, though I can’t see it through his shirt. He’s working on a laptop alone at a table, he also has a back-pack with him so he might be a student? roma… His clothes are also quite casual so a student would make sense. roma… He really doesn’t look all too scary, it must have just been that I was caught off guard- “Roma!” Someone jostles my shoulder. “Huh?” I say out of reflex. Oh, Casey’s been trying to talk to me. “Goodness Roma, you’ve been standing here staring at this guy for like 30 seconds get a move on, you look like a weirdo.” “Oh, yeah, sorry.” I say before shuffling off to go apologize. As I approach him I see several of the guests casting glances at him, though he doesn’t take his eyes off of his laptop, determinedly typing away, and I wonder if I should even say anything, I don’t really want to interrupt him. Whatever, I’m already over here so I should say something. “Umm… Hi, uh.” I start. He looks up at me, “Hi. Oh, are you the rabbit girl from the counter?” “Yeah, I wanted to come apologize for running off earlier… I shouldn’t have done that, I’m sorry.” I continue. “Oh, it’s no problem, really, I shouldn’t have snuck up on you like that.” It is a problem. If it were no problem, people wouldn’t be watching us like they’re waiting for him to pounce on me while we’re having this conversation. It’s really unnerving “It’s on me, I should have been able to control myself better. Do you want, like, a bagel or something? I could get you a free… something.” I offer. “No, no, you don’t need to.” “Please, I really want to.” I insist. “…Alright then, if you won’t let me say no, a bagel is fine; just an everything bagel, toasted with some butter.” He relents, finally. “Okay, I’ll be right back.” I get up and head back to the counter. I toast the bagel, spread some butter on it and bring it to him. “Here you go, one everything bagel.” I say as I place the wrapped bagel on the table. “Thank you, you really didn’t need to do this you know.” “It was the least I could do for causing a scene and embarrassing you.” I explain. “I have to get back to work now, I hope I see you again sometime. Have good day.” I say, walking back to my post. “Bye.” He says as I leave.
Today has been a lot, so many customers, and… my freak-out… All in all it’s been really stressful, though the cat waved at me when he left, which I thought was nice. I’m ready to just head home and rest, I feel like I could sleep for days.
Wait… I didn’t even ask for his name.
This story took a lot longer to write than I was hoping and it would have come out a few days sooner but I've been playing a lot of HK:Silksong.
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