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Obsidianna belongs to me ;w;/
Part 2:

Mature Content

It was pretty late at night, most people are either home or working the graveyard shift like the poor person behind the counter at your favorite coffee place. You’re just relaxing with your favorite cup of joe when someone walks in. An interesting tall drink of water, some sort of absol but there was something very odd about her. With as few words as she could use, she asked for 3 different coffees and stood around waiting for them all. Unknown to you, she went out to get some coffee for her and her mates for their late night monopoly madness night while they split up to get food and set up the game. The lady making the coffee was making her way with a tray of coffee but one slip up and she tripped forward. Two of the coffees fell flat on the floor, spilling everywhere but the lady was able to make a amazing dive for the last coffee. Someone should let this poor woman get into sports, she would be amazing! She lets out a sigh and gets up, handing the cup to the absol and going to the back to get stuff to clean the mess up before making the coffee orders again.

Then something interesting happened, the shadows in the room started to ‘boil’ kinda, eventually flowing to the absol who used the shadows to make a seat for herself in the form of a black tentacle. The entire coffee shop looked very odd with the complete lack of shadows.
She sighed and used another one to hold her cup as she relaxed, her eyes closed and she kicked her legs a bit. You figured she seemed interesting, maybe a bit cute~ So you got up and went over to maybe chat it up with her.

“Crazy spill hu-” is all you got out before she tensed up and more tentacles spawned from the black shapeless shadow pool. They poised like snakes ready to bite as she looked at you, maybe nervous or shy but not angry. Just frightened?

“What do you want” She asked you, wondering what you want. What do you want? You’re standing before some demonic absol in a kinda ripped up dress while in a coffee shop devoid of shadows.You look around trying to think of what to say, looking down at her oddly wrapped up and steel tipped paws and back up at her. What did you think to ask?

“What...is it?” She asked again, looking confused at you.

Description
Obsidianna belongs to me ;w;/
Part 2:

Mature Content

It was pretty late at night, most people are either home or working the graveyard shift like the poor person behind the counter at your favorite coffee place. You’re just relaxing with your favorite cup of joe when someone walks in. An interesting tall drink of water, some sort of absol but there was something very odd about her. With as few words as she could use, she asked for 3 different coffees and stood around waiting for them all. Unknown to you, she went out to get some coffee for her and her mates for their late night monopoly madness night while they split up to get food and set up the game. The lady making the coffee was making her way with a tray of coffee but one slip up and she tripped forward. Two of the coffees fell flat on the floor, spilling everywhere but the lady was able to make a amazing dive for the last coffee. Someone should let this poor woman get into sports, she would be amazing! She lets out a sigh and gets up, handing the cup to the absol and going to the back to get stuff to clean the mess up before making the coffee orders again.

Then something interesting happened, the shadows in the room started to ‘boil’ kinda, eventually flowing to the absol who used the shadows to make a seat for herself in the form of a black tentacle. The entire coffee shop looked very odd with the complete lack of shadows.
She sighed and used another one to hold her cup as she relaxed, her eyes closed and she kicked her legs a bit. You figured she seemed interesting, maybe a bit cute~ So you got up and went over to maybe chat it up with her.

“Crazy spill hu-” is all you got out before she tensed up and more tentacles spawned from the black shapeless shadow pool. They poised like snakes ready to bite as she looked at you, maybe nervous or shy but not angry. Just frightened?

“What do you want” She asked you, wondering what you want. What do you want? You’re standing before some demonic absol in a kinda ripped up dress while in a coffee shop devoid of shadows.You look around trying to think of what to say, looking down at her oddly wrapped up and steel tipped paws and back up at her. What did you think to ask?

“What...is it?” She asked again, looking confused at you.