A/n note: I know not a lot of people will know this game. But I love it.

Y/n pov

I walk into Coffee talk to see Joe (the barista) and Freya.

Joe: Hey Y/n.

Y/n: Joe, Freya.

Freya: Hi Y/n.

Joe: Can I get you anything?

Y/n: Yeah. Chocolate, dark.

Joe made it and handed it to me.

Y/n: How has tonight been?

Joe: Only you two.

Freya: Yeah. Pretty boring.

Joe: I'm down some supplies since my supplier made some logistical errors.

Y/n: I see. Maybe I should have a "word" with them.

Joe: *sigh* Y/n.

Y/n: *chuckle* Sorry.

Freya: Ugh writer's block sucks!

Y/n: Stuck again?

Freya: You know it.

Y/n: You'll get out of it. Always do.

Freya talked about a meeting a elevator and that it could be her chance to make a good selling novel.

After a few minutes a succubus walked in and sat down saying she was here to meet her boyfriend.

Freya: *jokingly* She isn't her for you Y/n is she? *chuckle*

Y/n: Ah- bite me.

Freya: Look at you Joe, from zero to four customers.

Y/n: That is if this boyfriend of our succubus friend here buys a drink. Not that Joe has ever worried about business.

Joe: Hey. I worry about it.

Y/n: Says the one with a coffee shop open only at night.

Succubus: Is it good for business, having the coffee shop open at night?

Freya: Definitely not.

Y/n: Yup, what she said.

Succubus: Then why?

Joe: I love doing it.

Y/n: And he loves seeing my lovely mug every night. *chuckles*

Joe: And there is always someone looking for a warm drink at this hour.

Succubus: Fascinating. Pardon me for asking. But how can you survive, running the coffee shop like this?

Joe: That's a secret.

Freya: Joe here is damn rich, that's the secret.

Succubus: Oh, really?

Y/n: Rich as a normal person can get maybe. I'm sure this place isn't going bankrupt anytime soon.

Freya: So you'll still have a weird quiet place to meet up at night.

Succubus: That's good to hear. So are you two regulars here?

Freya: I don't really have anywhere else to go. I'm a writer who works best at night and in a coffee shop.

Y/n: I'm a regular, and backup muscle.

Joe: You can find Freya's writing in the evening whispers.

Freya: Shut up.

Not long after an elf walked in. Apparently the elf was the boyfriend. Surprisingly. They introduced themselves.

Baileys: how do you deal with tough customers.

Joe: Y/n.

Y/n: I try not to break anything.

The two lovebirds talked until they got in an argument. Parents and issues in thhe parents accepting the other's race. They both left.

Y/n: Mark that up for interesting stories. I should get going. My old man is probably passed out. Someone has to lock the doors to the house.

Joe: See ya Y/n.

Freya: Catch ya later.

The next night I went back and ordered my chocolate. Freya came in all excited sharing her idea for her novel.

Officer Jorji came in.

Jorji: Good evening y'all.

Y/n: Hey.

Jorji and Freya ordered drinks. I ordered another chocolate.

Joe: One dark chocolate for the toughest man in the room.

Y/n: You know it mate.

Freya: So. How are things with you and you're dad Y/n?

Y/n: Fine. My old man has had some tough times.

Jorji: Stil the same crime lord as always eh?

Y/n: *sigh* Yeah. Hell I don't know what he even does anymore. If we don't argue he doesn't talk to me like he used to. Ever since mom and grandma died, he's grown distance.

Jorji knows my father is a crime lord. But going against my father is impossible. And Jorji is a friend of mine. I scratch his back from time to time.

Later Gala and a vampire walked in.

Y/n: There's the man with muscle to rival mine.

Gala: Nice to see you Y/n.

They sat down and ordered. Gala talked about the virus and how its making people paranoid. And the fury sedative. And that the vampire... Is vegan.

Y/n in head: The most interesting people come here.

They left soon after.

Y/n: Vegan vampire.

Joe: Didn't expect that either?

Y/n: Not one bit.

I got home soon and found my dad at his desk sleeping. I grabbed a blanket and threw it over him. We may not be on best terms. But he's still my dad.

The next night I went to coffee talk a little later than usual. An orc was already there. I sat a seat away from her. Freya came in a cat following her in.

Freya: Hey Joe, seems like there's cat -.

The cat got on the seat between me and Freya.

Freya: OH MY GOD SHE GOT IN WITH ME!

I petted the cat's head fo a second.

Joe: Relax, it's okay. Hey, kitty cat. What are you looking for? Want some milk?

The cat transformed into a person. I felt weirder knowing I no less than five seconds ago petted the cat.

Cat girl: Hi Barista. Yes, I'd love some milk.

Freya: Holy~!

Cat girl: You look like you've just seen a ghost

Freya: No, I mean... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. It's been a while since the last time I saw a nekomimi transforming.

Y/n: And it's been a while since I felt like I did something really wrong.

Cat girl: If it makes you feel better. It felt nice.

Y/n: Now it feels weirder.

Joe: Fresh milk for the lady with the pretty smile.

Freya: Are you hitting on an underage girl?

Y/n: You don't even know her age. Sounds like someone is jealous.

Freya: What's a young girl like you doing alone this late?

Cat girl: i'm not a young girl. I'm a grown- up who can take car of herself.

Freya: Err...you don't look like a grown-up.

Y/n: Ko.

Catgirl: What?! I'm eighteen.

Y/n: Technically an adult. Though so am I and I don't use the word grown-up.

Freya: That's exactly what I call "too young"

Catgirl: Well, i'm not an old lady like you, for sure.

Y/n: Mini ko.

Catgirl: Besides. I've been earning a living since I wa thirteen years old. So, i'm definitely not a kid anymore.

Freya: How?

Catgirl: I'm sure you know.

Freya: Err... I don't. You Y/n?

Y/n: Don't look at me. I barely turn on a damn TV.

Freya took this at the wrong turn which made it funny.

Catgirl: Seriously, You've never seen me on TV or social media?

Y/n: My social media gets like one post a year.

Freya got a drink.

Freya: Wait...a minute. You do look familiar.... Are you in a pop group? Are you Rachel Florencia?

Rachel: Uh-huh.

Y/n: Neat. Still never heard of you.

Rachel went on about a fight with her dad.

Y/n: I fight with my old man too.

Rachel: How do you deal with it?

Y/n: I remember that at the end of the day. He has troubles too.

Jorji showed up and ordered a drink. We talked for a few minutes. Then Rachel was going to head home.

Y/n: Want me to walk you?

Rachel: That... would be nice.

Freya: At least you know no one will mess with you. Just the sight of Y/n makes werewolves in fury run away.

Y/n: That's an exaggeration but thanks.

We walked out and went to Nekotown. In Nekotown we ran into some tough looking guys.

Tough guy: Look what we got here.

Y/n: What group are you guys from?

Tough guy: The blue streaks.

Y/n: Call yourselves the brown streaks.

Tough guy: Who do you think you are?

Y/n: Y/n L/n.

Tough guy 2: Oh crap. It's F/n L/n's boy. If we hurt him. We're dead.

Y/n: You couldn't hurt me if you tried. Now get out of my sight.

They ran away.

Rachel: What was that about?

Y/n: Small fish in a big pond.