Shyama smiled, which she rarely did, nodding her head slowly. She watched the empty inn from the receptionist's chair, stroking the green box. Everything was perfect.
For now.
She eased herself off the chair and padded across to the kitchen door, placing a few coins in the box and scribbling on a piece of paper her order. She slipped it under the door and closed her eyes and when she opened them her drink was on the tray on the left. Gulping it down she placed the empty glass in the trolley, knowing it would disappear when she was not looking.
She swished her tail, satisfied, and exited the front door, fog rolling around her legs before disappearing into the shadows.
I'll be back, soon...
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