Your café has pretty much always been popular with people of all ages and backgrounds. No one wasn’t accepted there, even if a couple people weren’t the most respectful…on a fairly average day, the bell attached to the entrance door dinged and a medium height boy you’d never seen before walked up to the counter. To most people he would of looked a little strange, with his horns and strangely coloured eyes, but everyone knew better than to judge in this building by now.

“Hey…can I get a- uhm…just a black coffee, please…”