The sounds of items of items clattering to the floor disturb the silence of the tiny cafe/ bookstore.
“Damn it all!”
Several customers looked to the direction of a tall busty vixen, with white fur and mint tribal tattoos, as she turned to pick up the various items that had scattered to the floor.
“Fuck this overly fluffy tail.” She growls to herself. Returning the items to the shelf where they belonged, a queer voice filled her ears.
“Daaaaamn Skye! Back at it again with the knocking shit down.” She would turn to see her overly flamboyant friend Henry, a short muddy brown haired wizard with cheery hazel eyes, peering over the counter at her.
“That meme is as bad as your taste in men.” Skye retorted, turning toward Henry so she could face him fully. Henry would adjust his large glasses, before giving a small bounce and walking over to the side of the clerk’s desk.
“Hey! It’s not my fault that the amount of good gay men in this town is scarce!” Skye chuckled and shook her head slightly. She was going to open her maw to speak but, just before she could, a tall man with long black hair slammed the front door to the shop open.
“YO! Incredible Hulk! Easy on the door!” Skye shouted over her shoulder. The man would simply stop, look back at the door then back at Skye and Henry, before giving a small shrug and walk off towards the back of the cafe part of the store.
Skye would huff angrily as Henry shook his head. “Some people.” He murmured. “Yeah, SOME people!” Skye chittered angrily.
“SO!” Henry clapped his hands together in attempts to draw Skye’s attention off of the rude customer. “Up for some fun tonight?”
Skye would sigh, and give a small shrug, before going to pick up some of the items that had clattered to the floor near the front door. “Aren’t you broke?” She would say, slightly looking over her shoulder at the wizard.
“Hey! Where we are going is completely free! Uuuuunless you’re drinking.” Henry would give a cheesy smile, while Skye rolled her eyes at him.
“Alright. I’m in.” Henry would give a squee and run over to the fluffy vixen giving her a large hug, while bouncing around. Though slightly un-amused Skye would chuckle and put a padded finger on the wizard’s forehead pushing him away slightly. “But I’m only having ONE drink this time. Just. ONE.” Henry would stand up straight and salute Skye. “Alright captain! As you say!”
Skye would chuckle and sigh once again as Henry excitedly ran towards the exit. “Pick you up at eight!”
Hours slowly ticked by as Skye continued to work. Aside from the usual greeting of customers and talking to the regulars, she would tidy up the various displays and re-organize entire bookshelves due to boredom. She didn’t really mind Fridays, especially when they were spent working at the shop. The only thing that really bothered her, was the fact that after a long hard days work, she would smell like the mixture of coffee and incense/oils. Well, that and the fact that her back would hurt due to the size of her breasts. Skye gave a stretch and tried to twist in ways as to make her back crack, in attempts to relieve some of the tension.
“Hey.” Came a commanding tone from behind her.
Skye was in mid yawn when she turned around to see the man from earlier. “What do you want door buster?” She quipped.
The man would look to the door then back to Skye. “This journal.” He would simply hold up the item before placing it on the counter. Skye would sigh heavily and dust herself off, before making her way towards the cash register.
“Did you find everything...okay?” she wasn’t particularly happy to deal with the man, but she still had to be polite.
“Yeah.” His answer was short and quick.
Skye simply did her best to ignore the man while she rung up the item. “Ten dollars and sixty cents.” she would say as she placed the item in the bag. Without saying a word, the man placed the exact change on the counter, grabbed the bag, and left without another word. But not before opening the door in a slow and exaggerated manner. Skye would scoff, rolling her eyes at him “OUT!” she pointed, having had enough of his antics.