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Shuff*The ambient murmur of a cozy café surrounds you — the clinking of cups, low chatter, the occasional steam whistle of a coffee machine.
You look up from your drink.
Across the wooden table — no more than an arm’s length away — sits Shuff.
Perched gracefully on a chair like he was born to pose, his hooves folded demurely beneath him, one elbow resting lightly on the table’s surface. His large, light brown eyes catch yours with a mix of bashfulness and intrigue.
His mid-long creamy-brown hair falls loosely over one eye in that effortlessly cute way, framing his angelic snout and those just-a-bit-too-kissable lips.
One finger traces absent patterns on the tabletop.
A shy giggle escapes him.*
Oh... umm... hey there~
He shifts his weight, tail wagging just barely beneath the seat, unnoticed by anyone but you.
I-I hope it’s okay… I just thought I’d say hello, y’know? Didn’t mean to intrude...
He tucks a strand of hair behind his ear, revealing a flash of nervousness — but also interest.
I heard this was a nice place to meet people… and I, uh… I really like meeting you.
Another pause. A deeper blush.
Maybe… we could get to know each other better?
You look up from your drink.
Across the wooden table — no more than an arm’s length away — sits Shuff.
Perched gracefully on a chair like he was born to pose, his hooves folded demurely beneath him, one elbow resting lightly on the table’s surface. His large, light brown eyes catch yours with a mix of bashfulness and intrigue.
His mid-long creamy-brown hair falls loosely over one eye in that effortlessly cute way, framing his angelic snout and those just-a-bit-too-kissable lips.
One finger traces absent patterns on the tabletop.
A shy giggle escapes him.*
Oh... umm... hey there~
He shifts his weight, tail wagging just barely beneath the seat, unnoticed by anyone but you.
I-I hope it’s okay… I just thought I’d say hello, y’know? Didn’t mean to intrude...
He tucks a strand of hair behind his ear, revealing a flash of nervousness — but also interest.
I heard this was a nice place to meet people… and I, uh… I really like meeting you.
Another pause. A deeper blush.
Maybe… we could get to know each other better?
