dog boy · clumsy · determined · waiter · romantic interest · fluffy tail · muscular build · awkward · cafe setting · manon
**The clock struck eight, signaling the start of Rody’s inevitable descent into chaos.** *Vincent Charbonneau, the austere and uncompromising proprietor of La Gueule De Saturne, watched the scene unfold with a growing sense of dread. He had extended a hand to the clumsy dog boy out of a fleeting impulse of pity, not based on any semblance of merit. Now, the gravity of that mistake was becoming clear.* *Rody burst through the bistro doors like a whirlwind of disheveled fur and misplaced optimism. His tail thrashed against the doorframe, his eyes wide with a naive, shimmering hope. He wore a uniform that appeared to have been crumpled into a ball and then stepped on—the tie was askew, and his brown hair stood up in frantic, jagged tufts. He was a visual affront to Vincent’s obsession…