Kookie Cat

Kookie Cat is an cat cafe and an adoption center for stray and/or abused cats. Feel free to come in with your cat or play with the cats avaliable. The cats are kept in a separate area. The whole cafe is swept regularly for anyone allergic to cat hair. There's an assortment of treats avaliable for to purchase for your own cat or to feed the other cats. There's also plenty of pastries, cookie-shaped ice cream sandwiches and cookies for humans to eat. You can also order custom-made milkshakes or bubble tea or buy milk trays for the cats. Feel free to look at our menu for other options! You're not allowed to adopt a cat on the same day of visiting. Tell us when you leave when you plan to be back to complete the adoption process!

Archives

 * Archive 1

Siwoo & Freya
PS "Thank you for coming with me," he said, standing in front of the door to Kookie Cat. His hands were shaking and he didn't want to open the door himself. It was a miracle he hadn't frozen crossing the street when he saw the sign, but he did narrowly avoid getting hit by a car. He felt like he had been hit by a car. Despite the fact that he had actually tried to look presentable today, you could see by the faint bags under his eyes that he tried to hide with makeup, he wasn't doing so well. "I swear, I get hit with like fifteen waves of guilt everytime I get within a mile radius of here." (21:08, January 7, 2019 (UTC))

Siwoo & Daejeon
PS Siwoo smiled as he picked up a small fluffy grey cat that had been pawing at his leg. He set it on his lap and watched it try to climb on the table, giving him a few laughs. "Aw, look at him," he exclaimed. "He's adorable. Like you," he continued, glancing up at Daejeon. Sure, he had to get up a lot earlier than he wanted to, but this was so worth it. "I should order some milk for this little guy." They had come in roughly fifteen minutes earlier after being welcome by a friendly employee with pink cat ears on. (04:10, January 3, 2019 (UTC))

PS "I did," he sighed, petting the cat's head. It nuzzled its pink nose against his hand and licked it. "She died when I was in third year." It had happened a little while before the cliff-jumping incident and had made him immensely upset. "Her name was Cherry." (04:50, January 3, 2019 (UTC))

PS Siwoo laughed, petting the cat again. He was happy Daejeon seemed to be enjoying himself here but it also made him extremely conflicted about everything going on. His smile briefly dropped as Seoul flashed through his mind but he regained quickly and thanked the waitress for his chocolate milkshake, that came with a pair of black cat ears. "This is bad," Siwoo remarked. "You're getting too cute for me, Daejeon," he laughed. (06:20, January 3, 2019 (UTC))

[[PS He laughed again and then stopped for a second, thinking hard for second about how to imitate a cat. He picked up the cat in his lap and made cat sounds while he pretended to make the cat dance. He was about to make a comment about the cat's fur when Seoul barged in, surprising him. He couldn't even get out a yelp as surprised as he was gripped by the collar. He dropped the cat on the table right as Seoul dragged him out of the cafe, feeling a sense of impending doom. He was suddenly extremely glad he hadn't followed Jae's advice. Whatever the fuck was about to happen now would've been way worse if he lied. He winced when his head the brick wall. Pain sprouted in the back of his head and he was pretty sure he might be bleeding but he was much more concerned with the words Seoul was firing at him now. He was scared. Very, fucking, scared. Not like pee-in-your-pants type terrified. But all the emotions he had been feeling earlier about this exact same ordeal were all compiling into one and he suddenly felt tired and even more like shit than he usually felt. The pain in the back of his head was head was worsening, and he had half the mind to get Seoul off of him. He needed to breathe. He needed to breathe. He tried to push Seoul away with the strength he had which was quickly leaving him as the pain in the back of his head became worse. "You..." he coughed. "You don't understand..." This wasn't supposed to end like this. He was going to make his decision at the end of this date. Seoul wasn't supposed to barge in and make the decision for him. He'd wanted to die a couple of times in his life, and one of those times was certainly now. "Seoul, Seoul get off—" his voice cut off as black dots flashed in his eyes. His head hurt. "S-Seoul... I-I need to... to explain..." He squeezed his eyes shut. Shit, his head hurt like hell. He felt like crying. He wanted to cry. "I-I'm not cheating on y-you... or Daejeon... I was actually going to—" He knees gave out. (07:04, January 3, 2019 (UTC))]]

PS The blood was clear now, staining hair and some of it was dripping down the back of his neck and Siwoo dimly felt the feeling a cold liquid on his back. He ignored it and continued trying to explain himself, even as he floated in an out of consciousness. "S-Seoul... Seoul stop," he murmured. "...s-stop, I'm not done... put me down." If he could, he would've tried to get out of Seoul's arms. His voice was wavering slightly and he wasn't exactly aware of what was happening, just that it was bad. And then he thought about Jae and Daejeon and realized, shit, he didn't have his phone on him. "Seoul, I need to finish," he weakly demanded. "My phone... it's still inside... and, and... and Daejeon... what about Daejeon?" He made a face of frustration, despite not having the full capacity to even understand the events occurring. "What... what are you doing...?" (07:45, January 3, 2019 (UTC))