Desert Night Airplane Cafe Story

A traveling boy came to the airplane café At the counter on a desert night, tonight {argument name="boy" default="a traveling boy wrapped in a cloak"} took a seat. He ordered a warm cup of coffee, and right beside him, blue cup in hand, {argument name="cat" default="the cat manager"} was already trying hard to catch his attention. Holding out a light like the evening's first star, stretching up as if to say "look this way too," the boy seemed to loosen his traveler's expression, just a little. Perhaps this is a place suited to those who've come from far away — a place for one drink first, and a single breath.