Elef yawned widely as she proceeded to enter the cafe that her mother ran because she had no talent in designing clothes nor was she interested in becoming a designer. All she wanted was a simple cafe where she could spend her days peacefully without having to do much. Elef was left the only person in the family that could hold on to the decades-old family tradition causing her to split between two drastically different paths. SO she would work at her mother's cafe in the morning as a waitress and then at night she would work at the shop.
It was just another day of her daily routine after she had bid farewell to Myrtle and was headed into the cafe. She liked it here when the place wasn't packed. Humans had always been on her avoiding list and she couldn't bear to stay around them for long.