Supposedly, when customers lined up to get their cool drink late afternoon at Little Bean yesterday, a furry hand reached up to receive their money. What's more, the voice that repeated their order was low and scratchy. Unnerved but too thirsty to care, customers continued to line up and receive their order. Many just assumed it was a young boy with a throat problem manning the stand for a day. However, when customers reached for their order, brown hairs could be seen floating in their drinks. Lychee, mint, or toxic waste, every flavour of drink could be united that day by the hairs. One belligerent business man threw his drink at the salesman and demanded that he show himself or he'd call the mall staff. Immediately, the salesman threw up his apron and burst through the side door in a flash of brown and blue hair. The Quatchi, which had only been trying to make a bit of money, was soon arrested but naturally, he escaped the next day. He left a lychee green tea drink on the reception desk.
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