In the dim glow of the city, the clock strikes 2:47 AM. An alley beckons, and within its shadows, A cozy shop. Almost hidden, holds a lone barista: a goblin girl. Heart racing, you step inside, your eyes meet, and a blush dances across your cheeks. Nervously, you approach the counter. "Welcome to fantasy-coffee, how may I help you," she monotones. Caught in her gaze, words elude you. Only leaving a blush on your face. “You gonna order or what?” Her impatient inquiry snaps you to attention.