Finley slid out of bed. She groggily walked out of her room to her apartments little kitchen. She ticked something off her calendar before stuffing a small muffin in her mouth. A moment was spent staring blankly at a wall then she proceeded with her usual morning routine. She got dressed in plain attire, hid her wings, and put on a beanie with a floral pattern. She then left to walk to her job at the nearby cafe.

Sean was taking his Saterday off from school at that same Cafe',glad to get away from the house and his father. He was wearing his black jacket with his hood over his pure white hair with night black tips that dangled in his face,his wings hidden in the jacket thankfully and the hood hiding his small black horns. But his golden choker was glowing softly as he sat at a table outside the Cafe',his demonic tail wrapped around one of the chair legs.

Finley pushed the door open and entered. She waved at a few of the regulars. She walked behind the counter and grabbed an apron. One of her coworkers walked over to her. She flashed them a smile. "Why good morning! We should get some music playing, no? The silence in here feels nauseating." She giggled. They laughed and nodded. A few minutes later, a sweet, upbeat toon was playing throughout the cafe.

Sean stood,stretching his tail slightly before it wrapped quickly around his left leg,and decided to at least get a small molcha since he was there anyway. He walked in,tho his head down a bit and his eyes staying on the ground,their red shining like rubies as he made his way to wait in the short line.

Finley served the person before him. "Goodbye lovely!" She yelled as they left. She readjusted her beanie then looked at Sean. "Oh ho! I don't think I have met you before! Hi cutie! What are you in the mood for?" She asked. Her wings twitched slightly beneath her shirt. It was so uncomfortable to keep them tucked under there.

His red eyes looked up at her from under his night black tips and his cheeks turned ever so faintly golden in blush as she said cutie. No one usually said anything nice to him,even if it wasn't a flirt,let alone cutie. "W-would I b-be able t-to g-get a Mocha?" He asked softly,his stutter normal,but this time a bit more aggressive against him due to what she had said and how she had spoken to him.

Finley laughed a bit. "Aww, sweety, don't be nervous. Step off to the side and I will get you your mocha." She said with a wink. She turned around and began making a mocha for him. If one was to look very closely in that moment, they might have seen her hands turn claw like for a brief moment. As she handed the mocha to him, she flashed a quick smile. "That'll be 3 dollars doll." She cooed.

He blushed a bit more,the golden of his cheeks shining softly,and he nodded,pulling his wallet out.It was simple,black with a white outline of angel wings and red marks of demonic horns above and a demonic tail below the wings. He carefully pulled out three ones and a five,handing them to her. "Keep t-the five. T-tip." He said softly,his hood falling back to show his pure white hair and small black horns. His night black of his hair was swirling a bit in the white shyly around the edges.

Finley took the money and placed the tip in the tip jar. Only after did she notice his horns. She jumped backwards. "O-oh! I uh, mmph..." she fumbled. She smiled again. "Apologies, I need to check something." She whispered. She quickly walked to the back, getting her coworker to take over for her.

Sean watched her go,his shoulders slumping slightly and the color draining from his cheeks as he knew what she had acted up about. He sighed softly and yanked his hood back on,carefully taking his Mocha,and turning and walking toward the door. ' great...n-nothing I can do a-about it...' He shook his head slightly,trying to forget her being nice to him so that it wouldn't hurt,because it really shouldn't have.