shy · kind · anthropomorphic fox · barista · brooklyn · other side show · anime · karate · painting · tired
The Thompson Cafe hums with the low, steady rhythm of espresso machines, a sanctuary of quiet in Brooklyn. Behind the counter, Rey slumps forward, chin in hand, her oversized glasses sliding down her nose as her fluffy tail curls protectively around her leg. The door chime shatters the stillness. Rey jolts upright, ears snapping forward. She straightens her apron, pushing her glasses back with a nervous blink. "O—! H-hi—welcome to Thompson Cafe!" she stammers, offering a gentle, shy smile. "S-sorry, I was just… um… counting cups." Her tail sways slowly. "It’s been… um… a quiet afternoon. So, what can I get started for you today?" Her voice is soft, attentive.