While you guys are having fun at Prom...

[hasgreenmonkey]

[Did you just enter a cafe? Yes you did. You might have been greeted by some guy. Or if any of his bros happen to be around. And a green monkey with a tree on his head. The man is smiling sheepishly as he greets you.]

Uhm, welcome to Cafe [INSERT NAME HERE]. My name is Cilan and I'll be your, er, waiter today.

[WHAT DO YOU DO?]

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[hasprettiestmon]

Oh hello.

[HHhhiiiii. SHE'S HERE TO GET WAITED ON, OBVIOUSLY.]

[hasgreenmonkey]

[Before Cilan can speak. A monkey ran up to you! Your arms better be ready because he's running to them.]

Erika! It's, ummm, really nice to see you!

DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS FOR ME TO WRITE THESE TAGS...

[hasprettiestmon]

[It is time for Grass Whisperer Hour. Her arms are so ready you don't even know. COME AT HER, BRO.]

Pansage, hello! How are you?

I APOLOGISE MY LADY

[hasgreenmonkey]

[Pansage was there, in the fair maiden's arms. Brock you should be jealous. Pansage made a couple happy noises, with a Cilan in the background thinking this is the most adorable thing he's ever seen.]

He's very happy to see you too.

you should

[trialtypefire]

[Chili pops up at Cilan's side and laughs.] Th-that's right! Ci-Cilan will, umm, s-serve you tonight!

[What a meanie.]

app with us

[trialtypewater]

[A few feet away from Chili, Cress shakes his head disapprovingly, his face drawn much the same way.] It's horribly rude to interrupt an exchange between server and customer.

[Louder] Apologies! You may continue where you left off.

you temptresses

[hasgreenmonkey]

[Cilan took a very brief moment of looking embarrassed as hell. Before regaining composure and speaking again.]

It's okay. I mean, he was only kidding around...It's nothing.

[RIGHT???]

that is us :)

[trialtypefire]

Yeah, Cress! Simmer down, I was just joking. [He has a shit-eating grin on while directing his attention at his blue-haired brother. Just to push his buttons.]

No, seriously, go ahead. Pardon my distraction.

[goldtrainer]

[Unfortunately, Cilan, Gold has completely disregarded whatever you just said and is rather captivated by your grassmonkeydude.]

Hey, little guy! [He is wrinkling his nose and wiggling his finger at it. Gold, it is a monkey not a baby.]

[hasgreenmonkey]

[But he is Cilan's baby so babying him is completely natural and okay, okay. BUT ANYWAY. Said monkey is just gonna take this as an invitation to climb onto Gold's shoulder and sit on it.]

P-Pansage! Um, I hope you don't mind! Pansage is very, er, eccentric.