〔 @wretchhed 〕
She looks up from her coffee to meet the eyes of the girl in black. No, not girl. Something who tried to pass off so desperately as a girl. Yes, that’s more accurate. Her blood boiled with resentment at the though, at the sight, at the scent of this LITTLE creature. She hated her, oh how she hated her so. Arrogant even though she was so small, aspiring to be something she couldn’t at the price of ANYTHING. She clenched the glass in her hand, restraining herself so she wouldn’t accidentally break the ceramic mug. “Taunt you? HAUNT you? Aren’t you the one doing those things to me, child? Can’t even have a decent cup of coffee without you bothering me it seems. Get a hobby, stop being so obsessed with me.”
The raven couldn’t help but SNORT at the other’s answer. Witches were one thing, but Sayaka definitely--DEFINITELY hated demons. They were the most despicable of all. The ones who must never be trusted, the most selfish creature and it says a lot about the brunette. She knew about Maaya after all. Knew about her story and how she had HURT a friend for her own selfish desires. “If that’s what you’re seeking for then you came to the wrong place. I work here so technically, you came for me. YOU are the one so obsessed with the idea of seeing me at least once a day that you unconsciously sniffed your way into my cafe like the fuckin’ mutt you are. Shoulda came after five. My shift ends then.” Shaking her head, she couldn’t help but grumble “unbelievable” to herself, eyes glancing up at the security cameras installed within the cafe. If only they weren’t there, she would have shooed the girl away before she could even utter a word. “Look. I don’t want any chaos in here so why don’t we pretend we never saw each other, hm?”