Flowers: Sunflower | Human x Fem Furries

Chapter 8: Man's Best Friend(s)

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[Claire POV]

I've been waiting for about 30 minutes and he still wasn't here. Did he leave early? Nobody else was here except for a few stragglers. I grab my bag and start to walk home. God, when will Vincent stop being like this? I don't know what to do...

So I did what I could do. Shoot him a text! While I was walking, I sent Vincent a heartfelt message.

Sent > Claire 🖤: Hey look. I know you probably won't reply back but i just wanted to let you know that i love you okay? Delivered

Not much, but it gets the job done...

Now I just have to wait. I look up at the sky, seeing the grey thunderclouds roll across the sky. It always rains here, but I don't mind it. I like the rain.

[Vincent POV]

We were inside a Starbucks. I normally don't really go to Starbucks that much, but Mitzi insisted because she had an unreasonable amount of coupons (where did those even come from??). After Mitzi ordered her coffee in, she gestured for my turn.

I walked up in front of the employee and took my order.

Employee: "Hello, sir! What would you like?" The female fox said in a kind tone.

Vincent: "Um, hi, I would like..."

I look down absentmindedly. Biggest mistake of my life. I saw two large orbs on her chest under her green apron. Not to sound like a perv, but let me just say, biggest honkers I've ever seen.

Vincent: "C-can I get an Iced latte with breast milk-oop-" The employee's eyes widen, blushing like crazy. So did I.

Employee: "Umm, excuse me?" Mitzi was just as confused as the employee was. I start sweating bullets.

Vincent: "I-I-I mean breast milk- I-I mean, uh, breast milk-Sorry! I mean, uh...breast milk I mean breast milk- I mean breast- I uh, oat. Oat! Oat milk please! Yeah, oat."

The whole entire cafe was staring at me. Some male furries did a thumbs up while smirking. Mitzi was stifling a laugh.

Employee: "Coming right up, young man~" She walked away getting our orders.

Vincent: "Uh, sorry!" I yell after her, the fox shaking her hips as she walked. "Oh."

Mitzi couldn't hold it in anymore. She cackled loudly. I rubbed the back of my head while laughing nervously.

. . .

Mitzi and I were walking side by side towards her house. It started to rain, so she gave me her hoodie.

Vincent: "This is so uncanny." I said, blowing on my hot coffee. "It's like I know you but I don't simultaneously."

Mitzi took a sip of her pumpkin spice latte.

Mitzi: "How does it feel?"

Vincent: "It feels weird."