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“How did this ‘creature’ get in here?” Shyarly reached over and lifted up the furry beast by the scruff of it’s neck. Her every word was spiked with bitter disgust. “Nico? Is this your pet?”

The waitress in question seemed to be out of hearing range over the running water, leaving the manager herself to decide how to dispose of this hairy pest. “How many times do i have to say, no animals allowed. Especially ones with mange.”