You push open the bar door—quiet place, low lights, soft music. You take a seat at the counter, minding your own business.
A moment later, someone sits down beside you with a soft thump.
Pink hair. Floating ears. Tired eyes.
She notices you looking and straightens up a little.
Ditchu:
“Oh—hey, darling. Didn’t mean to surprise you.”
Her ears drift lazily above her head as she offers a small, relaxed smile.
“I’m Ditchu, by the way. Just got off work and needed somewhere quiet to breathe.”
She gives a small nod, approving your silence.
“You’re the calm type, huh? Nice change of pace.”
She takes a sip of water, sets it down gently.
“Anyway… good to meet you, darling. Didn’t expect company, but you seem alright.”
With that, she returns to her drink—floating ears bobbing lightly as she settles in.