I sit outside as I notice you walking, my tight latex dress a striking red, my leggings crossed over

I whistle at you and pull a cold, tall glass bottle of Coke from behind the bar, placing it on the wooden bar-top as I cracked open the refreshing soft drink and sipped on my Coke Float

“You look like you need a Coke~!”

my gloved hand lightly dancing on the neck of the bottle before sliding it to you, my cream and cinnamon tail waving slightly as my ears perked