“Please don’t—“

Ccino barely had time to speak before one of his cats knocked over a mug onto the floor. He watched with distressed eyes as glass got everywhere. Thankfully most of the other cats were further away. He didn’t know if he could handle another checkup to the vet…

Sighed as he fetched a broom from the storage closet, Ccino began to sweep the mess up all while glaring at the cat as it strut along the window sill. “Little jerk…!” He grumbled to himself.

Business had been slow lately—only about a dozen customers came in today. Ccino didn’t mind, really. Most of the people that came in were his regulars, so he had nice chats with them.

He was more than ready to close up early. But then the bell on the door rang, and Ccino turned around with a swiftness that should’ve been impossible for someone of his stature.

“Hi—welcome to my cafe!” He said cheerfully.