In Dakota's life, he was ordinary. He also looked ordinary. He was a good employee, loved by his family, and had a girlfriend. After a terrible misunderstanding, his girlfriend suddenly breaks up with him, his job goes up in smoke, and now his fathe...
A.N Sorry for the long wait, been busy learning a new animation program. I've been procrastinating publishing this for 2 days. I don't know why.... anyway enjoy, I'm really proud of this chapter.
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It didn't take them long to get to the cafe's entrance. Freya pushed open the door, and a bell rang. A lovely blonde female in a short maid uniform smiles at them. "Hello there, masters! Welcome to the Maid Cafe!"
Dakota nodded, a fake smile plastered on his face. It was strange to him to be addressed as master, it made him feel uncomfortable. He didn't miss the awe in the girl's eyes as she finally looked at Freya. She effectively towered over everyone. The girl, whose name tag said Haruki, led them to a table in the far back, next to a wall.
They were seated, Dakota placing his plush on the table. The girl took out a notepad. "Would you like something to drink?"
Dakota had already had coffee this morning, and all he had for food was ice cream, which he didn't complete. As a result, he was famished. "I'll just have a water." He responds, since he can always eat later, or when they returned to his parent's house.
She nods and looks at Freya. "What he's having," she says, pointing to Dakota.
The girl nods once more and takes down the order. "I'll be right back!" She takes a step back and walks away.
"What's the difference between a maid cafe and a café?" Freya inquires suddenly, gazing around.
"For one, they're not dressed as maids," he chuckles. "Other than that, there isn't much of a difference."
"You basically get paid to be a maid for a few hours."
Freya casts a glance at him. "Why would you pay a maid? Their pay is to serve you."
Dakota shakes his head. "They aren't actually, maids. No one is going to dress up as a maid for free.. well unless they're roleplaying." He mumbles as he says the last bit.
"What is role-playing?"
Dakota nibbled on his lower lip, trying to think of the most innocent way to phrase role-playing. "You dress up and act out a role or job. Couples generally do it when they have, um, alone time." Now thinking about roleplaying, Dakota couldn't help but picture Freya in those short nurse outfits.
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