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strawberry-barista​:

Did… Did he not know if he was okay or not…? Maybe he would have to be a little more open about this.

“Am I ringin’ this up together or are we separate today?” He asked, turning back to make up Nao’s coffee. “Guess those kits didn’t come out to meetcha, huh? Well, it’s alright. There are some cat caf��s out there, I’m just not one of ‘em. I jus’ thought the name was pretty hip.”

“Together is fine.” Sota leaned his side on the counter and put his hands in his pockets to fish out whichever was holding the wallet. 

Nao hop-ran over to the counter with a laugh, “Yeah! This place has like, the best vibes. That’s another reason I wanted to, you know, check it out. You’re like, super cool, Mister!”  Despite her near pouting a moment ago over no kitties inside or nearby, her spirit was energized again before having even a sip of coffee. Her little smile and sway had a childish feel. 

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strawberry-barista​:

The barista behind the counter rolled his eyes up to the ceiling and contemplated the first request, “Well, if you’re lucky ya might see the strays out in the alley. None in here, though. I can getcha a soda, brother. Anything else?”

A part of him wondered if they even still remembered their game after all this time. Most his kids from back then still remembered, so surely these two had at least started out with it. But there was ever the possibility these two had moved on and worked to forget the darkness of their pasts. Was it dangerous to slip it in? He at least wanted to make sure they were doing okay.

With a breath he turned away, and he spoke over his shoulder as he made Sota’s drink, “So how are ya? Life treating you good enough?”

He paused, more confused by the question than who was asking it. Either he didn’t know the answer or something else was on his mind. It took several moments of thought before he answered.

“It...It’s goin’ pretty good, man. Nothing bad for sure. How much for the drink?” While he’d thought, the girl had paced the front of the building for any signs of strays. She was rather disappointed that none came in, but wasn’t pouting entirely. The occasional hand on the hip or frustrated hair flip while she walked back and forth. After he’d answered she stomped her foot and let out a soft hmph. ✨

“I’ll take...like, you know...” She wracked her brain with another huff. “An ice coffee! That’s it. I totally like, spaced out for a sec there. Ehe~” ✨

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The girl that came in brushed her hair behind her ear and fixed the straps of her top before clutching her hands to her chest. ✨

"Oh I just, like, wanted to see inside. Do you have...like, actual kitties in here?" She had a sparkle in her eyes as she asked, almost giggling to herself. ✨ The boy that came in with her sighed and smiled. They were clearly a couple by how enamored he was by her joyful attitude. "You got sodas here, dawg? Er, cat?" His laugh was nasally but deep and matched his big grin.

— Starter for @nao-and-sota —

Hanekoma perked up from where he was leaning over the counter and offered a pleasant smile as soon as he heard the door open. Now that he was about as settled as he could be in his old shop, he was eager to get back into the swing of things. And the day had been a good one so far, with a lot of familiar faces and curious newcomers alike having filtered over time.

It was a good feeling to be a little busy for once.

And the next face that entered the café, too, was somewhat familiar, though he couldn't say he knew them very well. It had been a pair of Players during the Long Game, if he remembered correctly. He supposed Joshua had spared more lives than he originally thought.

"Welcome to Wildkat!" He called over the room. "What can I getcha?"

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“Isn’t this, like, super cute?”

Canon-divergent indie blog, multi-muse for Nao and Sota from The World Ends With You written by Pippin

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Introduction

Ey there, dawg! Before we can chill I’ll have to let you in on some important bits. 

This is a semi-selective indie multi-muse blog for Sota Honjo and Nao from The World Ends With You, but I am canon divergent because I’m anxious and don’t believe I can portray them to canon standards. To find my stuff, use my username as a tag! More to come if I gain some traction on here, but I won’t be on too much of the time. Check back now and then to see any changes!

I’m nineteen- for those who only go in age groups, and my timezone is EST

My rules are simple and flexible, intertwining with my DNI and triggers fluidly; I don’t want kids here, even if I’m not a NSFW blog. I believe kids should have people to look up to yes, and I can give advice on things, but this ain’t a buddy buddy place for youngins. I don’t tolerate targeting and violent language here either, slurs especially. No coming at me with [insert derogatory phrase] isn’t a slur shit either. Instant block, I don’t care how we interacted before. In character counts too, if you’re doing something suspicious because “it’s what the character would do!” you clearly don’t understand how this works.