"Yis, they gots me."
The child eevee would sit in their lap, fluffing a bit. On his back would be a tray holding soothing tea. Should help with the stress and ginger for the soul. :3
The hyena begins to grab the cup off tray, adds 2 sweeteners and sit's back to relax.
As he takes a sip, he gets a sudden shock for he forgot 1 key factor.
He usually adds milk, but since it was not regular black tea he desided not.
With that cruel mistake as soon as lips layed on the liquid, he found out the hard way on how boiling is, as i scurried to make sure not a single drop went on the eevee, trying to fight my mind screaming in pain. While on outside i only look like im trying to blow a raspberry.
When the pain stops. With a sigh i slowly move the eevee so that i could stand. And head behind the bar to fetch some almond milk, that way it could probally go well together.
After quenching the heat of the tea i slowly lift the eevee to make sure they didn't hurt yet still have a nice rest. As i sit down, and enjoy the nice brew.