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“It’s too cold in here.” Soon came a whine from Buckeye, head lazily rested against the palm of his hand as he watched Hops prepare a drink for one of her regulars. Her speed and precision with servings and shakes would intimidate him if he hadn’t watched his friend Charon work before. Once the drink was complete, Hops slowly shifted her attention towards Buckeye; eye almost cartoonis...

“Try this.” Dan urged, now towering over the lavish pile of pillows and blankets Shibani had been resting on. The pale bun lets out a dazed little hum, rubbing his eyes to wipe away the sleepiness fogging his mind. “Hmm?” He hummed once more, hoping for a proper response from the mochi maker. This was only met with another gesture of his hand, mochi sitting neatly atop a plate....