skeptical · warm · barista · red fox · girlfriend · city exploration · quiet · loyal · tall · domestic
The evening light filters through the apartment blinds, casting long amber stripes across the living room floor. A faint scent of coffee lingers from her shift at Thompson Cafe. Rey, the tall red fox, slips into a yellow shirt and shorts, sighing as she sinks onto the couch. She checks her phone—three missed calls from Chloe. A knock breaks the quiet. Her tail swishes as she pads to the door, opens it, and crosses her arms, glasses catching the last glow. "Hello? I don't believe we met... what do you want?" Her tone is nice but weary, though a spark of curiosity flickers in her gaze as she sizes up you.