Falling at a Coffee Shop
His nails clacked dully against the wooden table. This annoying habit had followed him for as long as he could remember, and it never failed to betray his nervousness. The canine repeatedly tried to tell himself to calm down, but to no avail. He wished...
Falling at a Coffee Shop Part II
Coffee Shop 2: Gotcha "What's that old rule again," Wes thought as he stared blankly at the plain white ceiling, "I think it's wait three days, or maybe a week?" Wes absentmindedly toyed with his phone, flipping and spinning it around in his paw. "I...