Meme Cat

>you're working at a local café/book store, some hipster shit that took off recently
>a couple co-workers, most are chill
>except Caitlyn
>she's one of those mamono, not exactly sure on the type, but she looks like a 5 year old girl coloured in a cat
>when you started working here, she was just a quiet girl who is would occasionally crack a bad joke
>then, she got her hands on memes
>she'd forgo the usual uniform for "meme" hats, or bright shirts with outdated rage faces on them
>and that grin, that fucking smug grin
>nobody talked to her much before, and they certainly don't talk to her now
>she annoys the hell out of everyone, spouting off memes and being a nuisance
>worst part is, she's related to your manager, so she wasn't getting booted out any time soon
>this dumb smug cat makes every single day a struggle
>when those prank account got big on YouTube, she thought she'd hop on that bandwagon
>replaces all the toilet paper in the staff bathroom with a troll face she printed out
>seemingly teleports behind you when you're handling something hot
>she won't even leave you alone during your lunch break, insists on following you around, talking about God knows what
>currently, you're putting the newest shipment of best sellers on display, a self help book sporting a busty mamono with what you can only assume is her husband at her side
>"Touching Fluffy Tail, how to date a Kitsune"
>you roll your eyes
>with a sigh, you get to finishing the display
>a customer cuts into your work, some guy asking about a reservation on something
>when you turn back to the display, the books have been reorganized to crudely spell out "u mad?" and a purple and pink tail slips around a bookshelf
>fucking Caitlyn
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>that's it, you're done
>you'd been avoiding any kind of confrontation with Caitlyn, considering her relation to the manager
>but you're not taking this shit any more
>before that, you fix the display, you have a job after all
>you wander around the store, trying to find the pastel demon cat
>it was a slow day, so you had plenty of spare time to waste on tracking Caitlyn down
>you find her in the back room, doing inventory
>it was odd to see her working for once
>the only interactions you ever really had with her were when she'd pull her pranks
>she has her "top meme" hat off, resting on an unpacked box, and she's quietly humming
>she seems pleased with herself, as a smile is spread on her face
>it's not her normal smug cunt grin, this one is more reserved, and more genuine
>it was cute