Kitsune Tsuki

Every young man, or sometimes young women these days, has had or seen that sexy, rock yo' body, hottie in school. That one that completely embodied sweet cherry pie, or had that lollipop in her mouth in the halls of high school. Every man's dream chick.

That was Kurstie McGreggor

She may seem like your average hot bombshell, but she was indeed hardworking. Not too long ago, she applied for Warm Delights and she took quite well to being a barista. She would work before school, on the mornings, and sometimes see her friends over and get some drinks together. However, being such a eyeful of a waitress, she attracted some unwanted attention from some of her regulars.

That happened today, as Kurstie came up to a group of three customers, all guys. "Hi there~! How can I take your order?"

One of the guys manages a quick quip, "I'd take you over the counter and with a side order of butter."

Great, already someone who's hitting on me. "We only serve what's on the menu, and I am not. So, orders gentlemen?"

They quickly filled out their order, two black coffees and a Manti mocha. Sadly, the latter went to the one that was hitting on her. He's gonna be a rowdy customer alright. He seemed like some kind of trucker, as were the rest of his bunch, a light jacket on one of them while the others wore some plaid long sleeves; the big shot having an orange hat on his head.

But Kurstie did not want to have to deal with another touchy customer. She promptly brought out their drinks and their ticket receipt. Before she could move on, the hot shot flirt was at it again.

"Are you going to need some cream in this?"