oh to be the shop yinglet in a 90s book shop and computer cafe. skittering amongst the plush, worn in couches to eat left over muffins, being captivated by flying toaster screensaver, trying to catch the gremlin that writes the words inside the printer when the paper is spat out.


*is rainy day, nobody has come to visit the shop today and say hello.* weh ._.
*cafe owner gives me apple slices*
*I make all the computers play passport.mid*
eehehe ^v^
*is still pretty good day. watch the rainy window and sometimes people pass by and I can wave my tiny paw.*


full on yinglet cosy mode today. eehehee.