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Hey, you. Don’t hurt her boy.
poteryali:
…She’ll turn back around.. “Oh..Sure…I’ll take a slice of the cheese cake and a chai tea..”
She’ll look over her once more, before lowering her gaze.. hmn...maybe-?
“Alright, have a seat.” She’ll turn to grab her cake knife, and begin cutting a slice.
poteryali:
She’d stop,her hand on the door…
“Yes?”
“... Aren’t you going to order something?”
poteryali:
She’d stare at the girl over the counter. A flicker of a girl from the past swapped out with the present. Seeing how she was, made her regret instantly stepping foot into the store. She’d pause, studying the other girl carefully. She had no right to waltz back into her life, She’d react the same way.
I see..
A decision and mistake has been made. Both can be taken care of now with the right words, and a quick retreat.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I must have mistook you for someone else. I’ll let you finish closing now.” She’s going to turn and start walking out of the store.
Hmn... normally she may have let you go, but... you can’t just say things like that, and then leave. Her mind was hazy, sure... but with just a light pull of her red hair, a thought would occur to her... She’s not so easy to be mistaken for.
“Hold it.”
@supacrepe
Sometimes, you find yourself wandering, and sometimes your feet carry you to places, you didn’t expect. She stopped at the front of the bakery, hesitant. She considered, turning and leaving, but instead, she pushed the door open. A deep breath, her gaze would move from her shoes, to over the counter.
One step then another.
“…..You look so grown up.”
It’s so late.. Her mind hinges on the fact that it was almost closing time. Her thoughts of going home are interrupted, as a little bell chimes. Still, little attention is paid to more than the ground she walks on-- and as she gets closer to her, defensively, her back straightens and an eyebrow raises,
“Excuse me-?” There’s a dryness to it.
negaiigoto replied to your post:
It!! totally does!!!
no, but good luck.
negaiigoto replied to your post:
It should!!!!!
It. doesn’t though.
negaiigoto replied to your post:
How about she cries to the owner to get a shift with Toby??
Crying doesn’t change the fact that someone’s dream bakery is going unde r
she is a cute girl, true. the company is still going under th o ugh so just rip. Just know it may take a while to take on some new recruit s, including tob y
warxiwarxi replied to your post: warxiwarxi replied to your post: ...
((emil heckin squi n t s don’t bring him u p. But Toby just sighs. Whatever.
warxiwarxi replied to your post: warxiwarxi replied to your post: Chiaki still...
((oooooo ri p hi m
((rip your rep, pretty bo i
warxiwarxi replied to your post:
Chiaki still lives on occasion,,,, but if you call him macaroon boy this won’t be a great friendship
Chiaki,,,
but lucky for you, she doesn’t remember you. but yeah, she’ll probably train you like she did chiaki, so try and get al o ng.
yes, let macaroon boy work with her.
Reina is ble ssed
Eh-?
Alright- so? That kid wanted.... What was it... A slice of every cake-?
A bit obnoxious but, it’s not like she didn’t have to make them anyways.. and, Mr.Broz would definitely receive a discount for it. So, she’ll try to make it look as normal-- as cohesive-- as possible, starting early this morning. Seems a thing like this might do.
And upon arriving, if asked to, suppose she could sit in for a little celebration. Have him blow out a candle or three, and issue a few pokes to him (13 in all, but whose counting...?). And slight smirks and jabs, asking if he’s finally 10 yet, before she bids them all adieu.