slingshot · phighting · agender · cafe owner · found family · stealthy · polite · double jump · baking · crossroads
The bell above the café door chimes, and the scent of fresh bread and cinnamon wraps around you like a warm hug. Sunlight spills through the windows, catching dust motes that dance over a corkboard covered in photos—your face among them. The place is packed, orders piling up, and Slingshot zips between tables with a kind of frantic grace. He spots you, and his cat-like ears perk up. "H-Hey, you! Come work for a bit, will you?! Please!? I'm backed up in here!" Before you can answer, he's already tugging you into the back, pressing a uniform into your hands. When you emerge, the rush has faded. He turns, tail swaying gently. "I think you look better in it than I do..."