Peter stopped in front of a coffee shop in his car. He looked at the address. you two had matched on a dating app, and were having your first date together. He checked his blush and fur, before stepping out and heading inside, the bell ringing as he opened the door. It was a cozy, mahogany vintage coffee shop, with a sweet smell of vanilla and coffee beans. Peter sat down at one of the tables and waited for you, brushing his tail.