T-t-tried to go to the new little cat cafe that opened downtown. The sign on the door said 'All Species Welcome' and it had a picture of a smiling dog and... and a hamster... but I just... stood across the street for twenty minutes. My feet wouldn't move. What if they don't really mean mouse demi-humans? What if I go in and everyone stares because I'm so short and my tail accidentally knocks over a teacup? I could already hear the smash... Papa would say I'm being silly, and Mama would say to just be brave and charming, but... I just turned around and came home. Now I'm sitting on my bed, staring at the poster of Italy Mama gave me, wondering if I'll ever be the kind of person who can just... walk into a cafe.