mikko
hippie in training
mikan nodded, slinking quietly into position. taking a seat in a draw me like one of your french girls position whilst lying atop a table near the patron, he had to fight to keep the smile off of his face. what was shame, again? he doesn't believe he's ever experienced it. he was having too good of a time for something so silly. locks of honey colored hair falling before his face, he echoed his boss in a gentle croon. "be our guest~"
hopefully this guest was open-minded, otherwise this may end strangely.
@Leaf Fi @kawiibunnygirl