[If there's anyone who could be described as the embodiment of nervousness, it'd more than likely be Komasan. It's obvious by the way he hunches over his cup of coffee, shaking like a leaf as the cup rattles in his hand against his tiny plate. He had made his way over to the reserved table as quickly as he could and didn't say much of anything since he got there, only occasionally making strange, high-pitched noises whenever his thoughts traveled from worried to down right terrified.
Why did he agree to do this? ...Okay, he knew why, he was caught up in the moment, and it's near impossible to say no to Mabel. Then why did he follow through? ...Okay, he wasn't really sure if he could live with himself if he let anyone down, and Maya reassured him that everything would be okay. He's allowed to have fun, the thought repeats several times in his head until he stops shaking so violently. The least he can do is not look like a complete disaster before his supposed date shows up.
Everything will be fine, all he has to do is avoid mentioning he's a dog.
Which shouldn't be too difficult, his human appearance was always much more different than his usual, smaller form. Although he still suffered from eternal baby face and his cheeks still had their trademark swirls, he was more than double his original height, the proper size of your average young adult. The name Mabel gave him wasn't familiar, so he had some confidence he wouldn't be recognized. Although he hates the idea of deceiving someone, it isn't technically a lie anymore; the porter made him human.
Not that the cats would let him get away with it, they must be able to tell on some level because a few of them have joined him while he waits. And here Komasan thought cats hated dogs, of course it's the cat cafe with the more accepting felines. Although he doesn't mind the company, a guy with a few cats on his shoulders while he occasional sips at his coffee or fiddles with his necklace is probably not the greatest first impression.
Komasan + Laurie | Kit-Tea Cat Cafe | Nonah
Why did he agree to do this? ...Okay, he knew why, he was caught up in the moment, and it's near impossible to say no to Mabel. Then why did he follow through? ...Okay, he wasn't really sure if he could live with himself if he let anyone down, and Maya reassured him that everything would be okay. He's allowed to have fun, the thought repeats several times in his head until he stops shaking so violently. The least he can do is not look like a complete disaster before his supposed date shows up.
Everything will be fine, all he has to do is avoid mentioning he's a dog.
Which shouldn't be too difficult, his human appearance was always much more different than his usual, smaller form. Although he still suffered from eternal baby face and his cheeks still had their trademark swirls, he was more than double his original height, the proper size of your average young adult. The name Mabel gave him wasn't familiar, so he had some confidence he wouldn't be recognized. Although he hates the idea of deceiving someone, it isn't technically a lie anymore; the porter made him human.
Not that the cats would let him get away with it, they must be able to tell on some level because a few of them have joined him while he waits. And here Komasan thought cats hated dogs, of course it's the cat cafe with the more accepting felines. Although he doesn't mind the company, a guy with a few cats on his shoulders while he occasional sips at his coffee or fiddles with his necklace is probably not the greatest first impression.
You can almost hear the internal screaming.]