HunnyB and Phoenix the Trans Rat.

1x1 RP. Nobody to respond unless it is HunnyB or Phoenix the Trans Rat

Hey! So how do we start this up? Would you like a bio for my character?

Yea, Then I can do mine, then we can discuss what "Plot Line" (Very Basic plot line) we want to do in Pm's then we can start here

It was a particularly gloomy morning, something that just added to Zeke’s list of reasons today was going to probably suck. He sighed heavily and messed with his curly hair, pushing it into a messy, poofy bun like shape. He then began to get to his daily checklist. After getting everything in order he turned on his favorite playlist of indie music and  moving to the glass door of the small coffee shop. He took a deep breath and flipped the sign to open, turning back and fixing a few things that weren’t perfect. Soon enough his other colleague for the day stepped behind the counter and a few customers stepped into the cafe. He put on an awkward but cheerful smile and began to take orders.

[ Forgot to mention he is currently in his human form. Nobody actually knows hes a dragon lmao ]

Gotchu.)

Drak walked into the coffee shop, headphones on and listening to rock music. He waited patiently in line, scrolling through his phone. He was wearing a giant hoodie, as he was having to take a break from binding. He hated taking a break, but here he was.

Zeke pushed his sort of broken and thin glasses up, as they were much too big for his face. They worked fine on his snout but considering him being a dragon was secret, he had to shift to his awkward human form. Not that he didn’t still stick out like a sour thumb. Fiery red hair and 6’7 frame made him a bit noticeable in a crowd. He handed a latte to the person in front of Drak, giving them a smile. “Enjoy! Have a lovely day!” He then got ready for the next customer, which happened to be Drak. “Hello sir! Welcome to Sweet Reflections. What you looking for today? We’ve got a killer expresso for the special today and trust me it’ll knock your socks off.” He laughed as he said the line he’d rehearsed for customer service purposes. Zeke gave a pleasant smile before getting his little notepad ready. He always had to write things down before putting them into the system for his nerves. Never wanted to ask twice accept to confirm.

Drak took off his headphones and smiled at the man behind the counter "Just a black coffee, please. No Milk, No sugar. to drink in please." he said, trying to make his voice as deep as possible. he had only recently started testosterone, and didn't want to let people know that he was trans. He had to run away because of it, so he wanted to stay on the down low about it

Zeke scribbled the order down on his notepad. He then noticed the guy’s eyes and it sparked his interest. Heterochromia was rare and most of the time meant there was something underlying in genes. Just a fun little study from a while ago. He glanced at the little glass box of pastries, seeing it as an opportunity to have enough time to think about it before another customer came and jumbled his thoughts together like a bingo wheel. “Black coffee coming up!” He typed it in before looking back up. “We also have a lovely selection of pastries if you’d like one of those? Don’t tell anybody else, but we’ve got a discount on the lemon bread.” He winked with an awkward smile, looking down at his notepad. His handwriting was atrocious. No way anybody could read it but him. He had noticed the attempt at a deeper voice, considering he did that himself. Sort of made the person more interesting as well. Wasn’t going to say anything about it though because frankly that was none of his business.

Drak smiled "add that to my order then, Please." He said. He scratched at his arms slightly, anxious. He was never good at human interaction. He was always been very secluded unless someone fucked up. He glanced around, incredibly worried about being caught.