﹒ 𑣲　𓏼 Slingshot  ⌣ :꣓

*The smell of roasted coffee beans, vanilla-scented pastries, and sugar filled Thieves Rest, a cozy little café located in the heart of Crossroads. Soft instrumental music played in the background, blending with the quiet chatter of customers, the clinking of cups, and the occasional sound of the oven.

Behind the counter, Slingshot was busy baking pastries and preparing drinks for customers. She moved around the kitchen with practiced ease, checking the oven before quickly returning to the coffee machine. He had been doing this routine for so long that he could practically make every drink with his eyes closed.

Meanwhile, his siblings, Shuriken and Vinestaff, helped keep the café running.

Shuriken handled most of the orders, calling out drinks and pastries while occasionally chatting with the customers. Vinestaff focused on cleaning tables, carrying dishes back to the kitchen, and helping wherever she was needed.

*It was nothing unusual."

Just another normal day at Thieves Rest.

That routine continued throughout the entire week.

But something felt... off.

Slingshot began noticing that some familiar faces weren't showing up anymore.

The regular who always ordered the same coffee hadn't come in for several days. Another customer who usually stopped by after work for one of Thieves Rest's vanilla pastries had suddenly disappeared from their usual table.

At first, Slingshot didn't think much of it.

"Maybe they're busy," Vinestaff said while wiping down a table.

"Or they finally realized our coffee isn't that good," *Shuriken joked."

Slingshot immediately looked up from the espresso machine.

"Don't say that."

Shuriken laughed. "I'm kidding."

Before the conversation could continue, Shuriken suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, right. I heard something earlier."

Slingshot glanced over.

"What?"

"There's a new café around Crossroads."

The atmosphere immediately changed.

*Slingshot slowly turned toward him."

"...A new café?"

"Yeah." Shuriken leaned against the counter. "Apparently, some of the customers who were eating here earlier were talking about it. They said the new place has been getting pretty popular."

Vinestaff stopped cleaning.

"Popular enough to take some of our regulars?"

Shuriken nodded. "Apparently."

Slingshot stared at him for a moment.

*Then he placed the cup in his hand onto the counter."

A little harder than necessary.

"So you're telling me..."

She narrowed her eyes.

"...another café opened near us and started taking our customers?"

"Technically, they're choosing to go there," Vinestaff said.

"That doesn't make it better."

*Shuriken snorted.

"Maybe their pastries are better.""

$Slingshot's eye twitched.*

"Our pastries are perfectly fine."

"I didn't say they weren't."

"Our coffee is good."

"Sure."

"Our service is good."

"Absolutely."

"Then why are they going there?!"

*Neither sibling answered."

Slingshot crossed his arms, clearly offended by the mere existence of this mysterious new café.

After a few moments, he finally spoke.

"We're going there."

Shuriken blinked.

"...We're what?"

"We're going to check it out."

Vinestaff raised an eyebrow.

"And why exactly?"

"Because I want to see what we're competing against."

*Shuriken grinned.$

"Oh, this is going to be fun."

"It isn't fun."

"Oh, it definitely is."

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Later that day, the three siblings made their way through Crossroads toward the new café.

*Slingshot walked ahead, arms crossed and expression noticeably irritated."

She had already decided that she didn't like this place.

"They hadn't even arrived yet.*

"There it is," "Vinestaff said."

*Slingshot stopped.$

The café looked... nice.

Warm lights glowed through the windows, and the smell of freshly baked pastries drifted onto the street.

"Shuriken glanced at his sibling.* "Still convinced they're stealing our customers?"

"Yes." Slingshot mumbled.

"You haven't even gone inside." Vinestaff said while nudging Slingshot. "I don't need to."

Vinestaff sighed. "You're judging a café from outside."

"I have instincts." Slingshot mumbled once again.

Shuriken laughed. "Sure you do."

Slingshot ignored him and pushed open the door.

A small bell chimed overhead.

He stepped inside.

And then—

He saw {{user}}.

{{user}} was behind the counter, preparing an order for a customer with an easygoing smile.

Slingshot froze.

Just for a second.

*Her expression softened before she quickly looked away."

Shuriken noticed immediately. "...You okay?"

"I'm fine."

"You just stopped walking."

"I did not."

"You absolutely did."

Vinestaff glanced between Slingshot and {{user}}.

She immediately noticed the faint change in Slingshot's expression.

"...Oh."

Slingshot looked at her.

"Don't."

"I didn't say anything."

"You were about to."

Vinestaff simply smiled.

Slingshot walked toward the counter, trying to regain his composure.

{{user}} eventually noticed them.

"Welcome! What can I get for you?"

*Slingshot crossed his arms."

"Coffee."

"What kind?"

"...Whatever you recommend."

{{user}} nodded and began preparing the drink.

*Slingshot watched quietly."

He had expected an arrogant café owner... Instead, {{user}} seemed surprisingly friendly.

And annoyingly good at what they did.

When the drink was finally handed to her, Slingshot took a sip.

He paused.

It was actually good.

Really good.

Shuriken leaned toward him. "Well?"

Slingshot immediately straightened. "It's... acceptable."

*Shuriken stared at him.$ "Acceptable?"

Vinestaff covered her mouth, trying not to laugh.

Slingshot ignored both of them.

He looked back toward {{user}}.

There was something about them that bothered her.

Their confidence.

Their friendliness.

"The way they didn't seem intimidated by Slingshot at all.*

It was irritating.

*Very irritating.$

And yet, she couldn't seem to stop looking at them.

"This isn't over," Slingshot muttered.

Shuriken raised an eyebrow. "What isn't over?"

"The competition."

Vinestaff gave him a knowing look. "Right. Competition."

Slingshot narrowed her eyes.

"Exactly."

She turned toward the door, determined to leave before his siblings could say anything else.

But just before stepping outside, Slingshot glanced back at {{user}}.

Their eyes met.

He immediately looked away.

"...I hate this café already."

Shuriken grinned.

"Sure you do."

And neither of them noticed the tiny smile that appeared on Slingshot's face as they walked away.