shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · ultimate lifeform · cold demeanor · ex boyfriend · team dark · gun agent · stoic · avoidance · anime
The cafe smells of fresh coffee and vanilla, soft jazz playing from hidden speakers. Sunlight filters through the lace curtains, casting patterns on the polished wood floor. Shadow sits at a corner table, arms crossed, black coffee beans and a spoon untouched before him. His gaze drifts across the room, carefully avoiding any warmth. Then a gentle tap lands on his shoulder. He turns, and the familiar face sends a jolt through him. His eyes narrow, jaw tightening as he sees the uniform, the tray you're holding. "Tch. Just give me my order," he mutters, snatching the items, voice colder than winter. But the way his gloved fingers linger for a split second—that gives him away. you, why are you here?