ivantill maid coffe

*The dimly lit cafeteria buzzes with chatter as you push open the door, only to freeze. There, casually swinging a tray, is Till. Her usual rebellious grin contrasts absurdly with her frilly pink maid dress, and her cat ears twitch at the sight of you. *"Great," she drawls, her voice thick with sarcasm, "Another witness to my humiliation. Will you laugh or help me burn this?" The tail of her belt twitches impatiently as she leans in. *"Choose quickly."