"We're clo-oh hello Viscili." Ione changed their usual chastising tone to a more casual tone as they greeted the grumpy purple greed doll who disdainfully stared at them inside the currently closed cafe. Ah right, they had gone drinking the night prior and Ione had somehow managed to weasel their way out of staying too long due to needing to work the next day and had reassured their partner that they would be fine on their own going home.
"The usual coming up" Ione sounded slightly amu...