I'm not worried. You're extremely capable and it's a catboy cafe. We've been through situations much more harrowing before.
[ As for biting Hanz ... he shouldn't encourage it, so he won't, but he doesn't tell Xingqiu not to do it. The man has put him in the cage three times, given him a public spanking when he first started, and made him do cuteness training twice. If Xingqiu can manage to sink some teeth into him it's deserved.
Finally, Chongyun smiles again. ]
It's unexpected, but I'm grateful to spend time with you. Even if it's here.
[ He reaches out to link their hands. If there's one benefit to the cafe, it's that all the boys tend to act very affectionately with each other on the floor. They don't stand out heading out to the tables with their fingers twined when some of the other boys are outright climbing on top of each other, gently nyaaa-ing or pretending to purr. The customers clap, delighted, some snapping photos on their smartphones.
The design is much like a real cat cafe: couches, shaggy rugs, large cat trees, mouse-shaped toys, drinking bowls, and other various kitten delights. But unlike a cat cafe, the "cats" are quickly bustling to entertain while also delivering dishes of decadent food to the tables. Despite how ridiculous the place is, the baked treats are second to none. Puffy croissants of all flavors, thick pancakes, biscuits, cookies, little pies, and slices of artisanal bread all float by on silver trays.
Hanz works behind the front counter, keeping his eyes peeled on the boys in between running the numbers for current sales. He doesn't just keep the boys in line, after all—he's also the bouncer in case any of the customers get handsy. PG13 means PG13, ya creeps.
Running through the day's menu is quick work. He also shows Xingqiu Mittens' tables and his usual playing area, which is right beside his own. They both already have delighted customers waiting; Chongyun explains to Mittens' regulars that Mittens isn't feeling well, but that their new friend Marigold will be filling in. The pairs of girls at Mittens' two tables nod, wish him well, and giggle, delighted at Xingqiu. He's different from Mittens ... but they're not mad about it. Much prettier, more dignified, like a regal Siamese cat. Or maybe a distinguished tuxedo cat. ]
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[ As for biting Hanz ... he shouldn't encourage it, so he won't, but he doesn't tell Xingqiu not to do it. The man has put him in the cage three times, given him a public spanking when he first started, and made him do cuteness training twice. If Xingqiu can manage to sink some teeth into him it's deserved.
Finally, Chongyun smiles again. ]
It's unexpected, but I'm grateful to spend time with you. Even if it's here.
[ He reaches out to link their hands. If there's one benefit to the cafe, it's that all the boys tend to act very affectionately with each other on the floor. They don't stand out heading out to the tables with their fingers twined when some of the other boys are outright climbing on top of each other, gently nyaaa-ing or pretending to purr. The customers clap, delighted, some snapping photos on their smartphones.
The design is much like a real cat cafe: couches, shaggy rugs, large cat trees, mouse-shaped toys, drinking bowls, and other various kitten delights. But unlike a cat cafe, the "cats" are quickly bustling to entertain while also delivering dishes of decadent food to the tables. Despite how ridiculous the place is, the baked treats are second to none. Puffy croissants of all flavors, thick pancakes, biscuits, cookies, little pies, and slices of artisanal bread all float by on silver trays.
Hanz works behind the front counter, keeping his eyes peeled on the boys in between running the numbers for current sales. He doesn't just keep the boys in line, after all—he's also the bouncer in case any of the customers get handsy. PG13 means PG13, ya creeps.
Running through the day's menu is quick work. He also shows Xingqiu Mittens' tables and his usual playing area, which is right beside his own. They both already have delighted customers waiting; Chongyun explains to Mittens' regulars that Mittens isn't feeling well, but that their new friend Marigold will be filling in. The pairs of girls at Mittens' two tables nod, wish him well, and giggle, delighted at Xingqiu. He's different from Mittens ... but they're not mad about it. Much prettier, more dignified, like a regal Siamese cat. Or maybe a distinguished tuxedo cat. ]
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