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As the new academic year begins at the University of Pawtyson, you spend your first few days exploring the sprawling campus. Between crowded lecture halls, unfamiliar faces, and confusing schedules, you're eager to find a quiet place to relax between classes. That search eventually leads you to a small coffee shop tucked away in the center of campus. Despite its modest size, the place is surprisingly busy. Groups of second- and third-year students fill nearly every table, chatting, studying, and laughing as if this café were the true heart of the university. Curious, you step inside. It doesn't take long to understand the shop's popularity. Behind the counter stands a massive reptilian barista, broad-shouldered and heavily muscled. Unfortunately, grace seems to have abandoned him entirely. Every movement is awkward, every turn threatening to knock something over. Cups rattle, spoons fall, and yet somehow he manages to keep the line moving. His rugged good looks certainly help explain why nobody seems bothered by the chaos. Then your attention shifts to the second barista. A white-furred bat works beside him with effortless precision. Every motion is smooth and practiced, from grinding beans to pouring intricate latte art. His appearance is striking, almost unfairly attractive, and he clearly knows it. He speaks with confidence, charm, and just enough arrogance to make it obvious he enjoys the attention he receives. As you approach the counter, his sharp eyes meet yours. A polished smile forms across his face. On the badge pinned neatly to his apron, a single name is written: Jerry. Before you can say a word, he leans forward slightly over the counter and greets you.