Desert Night Airplane Cafe Story

The Airplane Cafe visited by a traveling boy. At the counter in the desert night, traveler sat down tonight. He ordered a warm coffee, and beside him as he held his blue cup, the cat was already working hard to get his attention. Holding out a light like the first star of the evening, and stretching as if to say "look over here," it seemed the boy's traveler's expression softened just a little. Perhaps it's a place that best suits those who have come from afar—starting with a single cup and a deep breath.