Gods he was nervous. Mishima had been wanting to actually go in this place for some time but just hadn’t had the courage. But now? Well, now he... still didnt have a lot of courage, but enough to make it into the doorway. His heart was pounding. He’s gripping the strap of his bag tightly to hide that his palms are sweating.
Maids. There are maids everywhere. He should have invited Sakamoto, but Mishima didnt want to wait. “Operation Maidwatch” had been a flop, but this time? This time Mishima was not running away form the maid cafe. // @maidwaitress













