Your café had pretty much always been popular with people of all ages and backgrounds, most of your customers were regulars and good relationships with you and eachother. ——————————————— The bell attached to the front entrance door dinged and, to your surprise, a girl who looked about 8-9 years (but very short for her age) old walked in on her own. She had long blonde hair, horns about half the size of her head, and the face of a rabbit - She also looked a little shy coming in and was kinda waddling towards the front counter like her dress was too long. The girl reached a paw up to the top of the counter and dropped a few coins infront of your hands.

“Muffin…please…”