A femboys breakfast

[Dingo]

-the feminine looking gay male dingo dressed in tight back female jeans and a purple tank top walks into a local coffee shop on Main Street and takes a seat at the nearby window before slinking down into the chair with an exasperated sigh. He pulls out his cell phone and reads the message that's been plaguing him for a while before chucking the phone down- what a day

[Ustiwaya]

What kind of coffee do you have there dingo?
(A lean body male wolf talks to the dingo, dressed in a Robertson plaid kilt, Macy tall socks and white polo shirt and a sporran pouch like wallet around his waist like a belt)
He leans over the table and tries to get your attention.
"May I sit here"


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[nixon/monto]

(The cashier saw the dingo and his worry. He tried not to get too caught up with the customers but he always seemed to find a way of helping. He sat there trying to think of a way to talk to the dingo and the new face. For now he will sit at the cash register and make sure no one notices him noticing.)

[Ustiwaya]

Hey were you thinking of flirting with the new face? If you were i'm an open minded wolf.

[Ustiwaya]

 Dingo who caused the bruised cheek? She's or he's shouldn't have to deal with being bruised or beat on!
Who ever caused this bruising gets caught and restricted from hurting anyone else.


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[Dubaku]

*walks into the diner, yawning and stretching* Gooda mornin everybod-oh dear god, what happened to you? *he notices the bruise on Chaye's cheek*