Of course it would be a maid cafe. This was the anime club. Could anyone really expect less from them?
Pajea was tempted to just walk past it, but it was a familiar face that caused her to stay.
Ah, yes. The guy that slept with her ex-girlfriend. The one she was in cross country with.
Kissa.

She silently took a seat, neatly setting her arms on the table and staring at him. She didn't call him over, or say anything for that matter. She just. Waited.