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@bailey-nacht
Fiona looked down her nose at the cat. She’d never been fond of animals at all “How about Fleabag?” she tilted her head “That name’s pretty gender neutral”
“Ok, but if the cat doesn’t have fleas then it wouldn’t work? Plus, would you like to be called fleabag?”, Bailey raised a brow, unamused. “I think that name is more suited for people who are bullies, and this cat is just... alone”
“Oh, no, I like it when people do that for me.”
“Why? It’s better to be honest, even if it hurts”
“Very cute.” he smiled. “Where did you find h- uhm it.” he said tilting his head.
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“Roaming in the garbage, couldn’t say no and picked it up. I just need a doctor, to be sure they don’t have fleas or... anything”, they smiled, “does Fluffy seem like a good name?”
“Look what I found! Isn’t it pretty? I still have to think of a proper name for... I’m not sure if it’s a male or a female”
“No, of course not! It is really, truly, true.”
“Good. Because it sucks when people just tell you things to make you feel better, not you you. The general you”
Lisette shook her head. “It is no trouble. I scare easily,” she assured the person. “So I am a good test subject.”
“You’re not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?”
The person did not want to talk about their friends. That much was obvious, even to someone like Lisette. “Well, you can practice on me, if you want!”
Bailey’s eyes lit up. “Are you sure?”, they asked, playing with the shot glass in front of them. “I mean, you don’t have to. There are a lot of people here, but I would appreciate the feedback coming from you”.
Just as soon as the person had finished their shot. Lisette prepared another one. It was a gift of hers to know when a customer or guest just needed a chat and a nice, long drink. “Then perhaps it is just that you are rusty. Not lost.” She listened to the description but didn’t know what to say. Lisette didn’t have a safety net. Just her cafe, and Gen. That was her life. “No. I am afraid I do not know what you mean…”
“I have two friends. Lux and Sean, we do everything together...”, Bailey bit their lip, “I mean, we used to. They stayed back home and I’m here. They are my...”, safety net seemed like a weird thing to call them, they were family, but family stayed together no matter what. “I should probably start practicing my scare tactics again”.
Lisette frowned. She did not know the person well, but she knew enough to know that they cared very deeply about pranks. Wordlessly, she poured another shot–this one, a brightly colored mixture with vodka and mint syrup from the cafe side of the bar. She pushed it to the person, and then asked, “Was it possible he saw you coming?”
Bailey sniffed it and took a sip, “I was hiding for a long time and there were some sticks I might have stepped on”. They downed the shot and sighed, “haven’t you ever felt lost? I’m not used to not having my ‘safety net’ and it’s been hard, I guess. Sure, I have a job and this place isn’t bad... but still”.
“That sounds like you made that up!”
“True, there are quite a few things I do make up. But I would never say anything but the truth about my home”.
“What touch?” Lisette asked. She poured them a shot of whiskey, leaning over the bar to listen to whatever had happened to them.
“The prankster’s touch”, they downed down the liquid and stared at their hand. “I tried to scare a kid today, just jump out of the blue and... he didn’t even flinch”, they sighed dramatically and set their head on the bar, “this is the start of the end”.
“Bon jour. Welcome to the Antler Cafe. What can I get you?”
“The strongest drink you have”, they took out the wallet they had just borrowed to get some money. “I think I’m losing my touch”.
“Where do you live then?”
“Dynia”, they stated simply. “It’s this kingdom far away. We have everything, pumpkins, a frightening but very good ruler, fireworks, halloween festival, all sorts of festivities, black cats, witches, prank wars...”, and also the most loathsome woman in the whole Earth, but she didn’t need to know that. “It’s quite magical”.
“Don’t you mean they’re bad luck?”
“No, I mean they’re good luck. Take for example my town, Dinya. Black cats are very good luck”
“That’s it. I know what I want for Christmas. I want a cat. And not just any cat mind you. A calico cat…do you know where I can find one like that?”
“Fine, but think about this. A black cat! You know, they are a good luck charm in some cultures”.
“Non, non,” Lisette sighed. “It is okay. It is a good thing. The best thing.” Anything that was like Gen was the best because Gen was the best. “It is no problem. I am sorry.”
“Are you sure?”, Bailey reached into their pocket to take out a candy, popping it into their mouth. “Would you like one? I just got these amazing chocolates filled with sweet cream”.
“I’m sorry. You just…reminded me of–” Lisette searched for a way to describe what Gen was to her. She searched, and failed. “Someone.”
“What did I say?”, Bailey asked, they could sense that something had happened, Lisette’s voice had suddenly dropped and her face was... “I’ll stop doing it”.
