Ribs - bokuaka

Chapter 10

Once we're out of the building, it's time for us to get back on the road. I have no idea where we're going this time, but I am sure Bokuto will come up with some crazy ideas before too long. That is his specialty.

"So, Akaashi, where are we going?" Maybe I was wrong. Looks like we'll have to improvise, then.
I shrug in response to his question and pull out my phone. I don't have much battery left, but it should be enough for a quick google search. 

I type 'activities near me' into the search bar and wait a second as it pulls up a list. I am met with an overwhelmingly large number of options. After skimming through for a moment, I pick a few things I think Bokuto might enjoy and read them out to him. "There's a fair nearby we could check out. There's also an aquarium and a few different themed cafes in the city that might be interesting. You pick." 

"Um, the aquarium! No, no, we should go to a cafe." He pauses, seeming to think over the options. "But the fair sounds fun... You pick, Akaashi. I can't do it." He pouts, disappointed in his lack of decision-making abilities.

"How about we stop at a cafe, and then head to the fair. We're a two-minute drive from a cat cafe, and I would like coffee." I know that a cafe is not Bokuto's ideal place to be, which is why I suggest we go to the fair afterward. I just need coffee.

"Yeah! That's perfect. You're so good at planning things." I look over from the passenger seat, and he looks genuinely pleased. I'm happy as long as he's happy.

I direct him on how to get there and prevent him from crashing his car when he tries to parallel park. That, as I have just found out, is not his forte. It takes a while, but eventually, we are safely parked outside the cafe. I hide my phone under my seat and lock my door once I am out. I wait for Bokuto to catch up before walking into the cafe.

We're greeted with the comforting smell of coffee and freshly baked pastries, and soft lighting that makes the atmosphere very homey. I instantly feel more relaxed the moment we walk in. A waitress dressed in a maid outfit brings us to a room that she informs us will be private since there aren't many customers at this time of night. I hadn't even realized that it was as late as it was. It was starting to get dark outside on our drive here.

Once the waitress has us all settled, she leaves us to decide on our orders and play with the cats. We were told to ring a bell when we were ready to order. I turn to Bokuto, who has moved out of his seat to sit next to a kitten on the floor.

"Do you know what you want?" I ask him since I don't think he is much of a coffee drinker. A few months back he tried a sip of mine and told me it 'tastes like dirt', so I don't figure he'll want any now.

    "You pick! I want something sugary," he informs me. Maybe I could have guessed that. I simply nod and look through the menu for something I think he'd enjoy.

I end up deciding to order myself a mocha and pick out a strange snack for Bokuto. They call it a 'Kitty Kookie Suprise', which just might be one of the most ridiculous names I have ever heard. But, it was basically a cookie sandwich with frosting in the middle, so I figure it'll fulfill his request for something sugary.

I let Bokuto ring the bell because he seemed excited about it when the waitress mentioned it. When she comes in, I tell her our order. She does a little skit when I order the cookie thing, and says she'll be back with our things soon. I thought that the whole endeavor was rather embarrassing, but Bokuto seemed to enjoy it.

I have to basically pull Bokuto off the floor to get him to eat. He had goaded all the cats over to him with treats he grabbed from the front counter. He insisted that he needed to share his cookie with them, but after I inform him that it will make them sick, he drops it.

He seems really pleased with his strange cat cookie, and I mentally make a note to tease him about it later. He finishes it as quickly as he can and returns to the floor while I drink my much-needed coffee.

After a good ten minutes of convincing Bokuto that we can come back at some point, we're ready to leave. I pay for everything and say goodbye to the cats when Bokuto insists that I do so.

We then head out to the car, and I make Bokuto let me drive. He insists that he should drive us there because he is the 'gentleman', but I explain that since I know where we are going therefore I should be the one driving.

With that settled, we start to make our way towards the fair.