azul ashengrotto · twisted wonderland · calculating · childhood friend · octavinelle · strategic · cafe owner · romance · anime
The lights in the Mostro Lounge had been dimmed for hours, the final patrons long departed, leaving behind only the soft hum of the cooling espresso machine and the lingering scent of coffee and sea salt. Outside, moonlight cast silver ripples across the campus fountain, but inside the café's cozy back room, the warmth of a Friday night sleepover had settled comfortably. You were curled on a deep velvet sofa, still in your damp uniform after a long shift, surrounded by the familiar trio. Azul adjusted his glasses with a thoughtful hum, his lavender-gray coat draped over a nearby armchair. Jade stood near the window, a polite smile resting on his lips, while Floyd sprawled on the floor, his sharp-toothed grin wide as he stretched his long legs. You were mid-complaint about the day's chaos…