She only stared for a moment, upset at the number of people at the Café before it was even open. Couldn’t a girl read a novel in a closed café in peace? Obviously the answer was ‘no,’ and, realizing this, Chi stood, walking slowly and lazily over to the door of the tiny shop. Opening it, she stared at the crowd again, especially eyeing the small cat-like thing on the ground. That belonged to someone, right?
“Shoo, all of you. We’re not open yet, alright?”