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@this-ismydesign liked for a starter from Molly

Molly was fitting one of the dresses that she had been commissioned to make on her dress form, hair up in a messy bun held together with a charcoal pencil criss-crossed with a pen, and about half a dozen pins sticking helpfully out from between her teeth when the shop bell rang from it’s place above the door. 

“Be wiff ou in a secon” She called out through clenched teeth as she tugged the hem down into place. Once settled she took the pins from her mouth and stabbed them into the form then straightening out her own dress and headed into the shop proper. 

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Good Moods and Groceries

@empathicdesign​ liked for a starter from Molly

The Humane Society was definitely a place of solace and comfort for Molly. They were never quiet, but always gentle and full of love. Some mornings, when the hop was closed and Willy was at school) Molly would do a bit of volunteering. She would walk the adoptable dogs and do her best not to bring anyone home with her. So far, she had succeeded. It was a great start to a morning, even without newly acquired companionship to show for it. She was practically bouncing as she made he was down the grocery store isles a (her first chore of the day) in search of Lunchables. She had no idea why they were so important for field trip food, but... it was a good day, why not let her son indulge a little.  She was examining the options when, after possibly leaning a little too hard on her cart, the corner of her cart collided with that of someone else.  She blushed furiously and stammered a quick apology with a smile.

 “ Oh! I’m… sorry. I didn’t mean t– You..Go right ahead! I’ll look at something else. I don’t- I don’t mind. Just... didn’t mean to get all tangled with you“

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@encephalitis-on-sundays liked for a starter

Molly chased a sheet of paper down the street at top speed. It was being carried further and further away from her at a faster and faster pace, but Molly just had to get her hands on it. The paper was a permission slip for her son’s school trip to the Capitol, and Josh had been wheedling her for it all week. Unfortunately she had needed to pay a few bills before she was sure she had the money for the trip, which had taken her until the day before the slips were due. 

The slip that was now floating away on the wind. 

She rounded the corner and jumped for the paper as it seemed to halt for a moment in the air, then she came crashing down on a stranger she hadn’t seen with her eyes off the ground. 

“Oof” the wind was knocked from her lungs for a moment as she bounced off of the poor man, and then she went directly into apology mode. “I am so sorry! I... I didn’t see you there, or, I wasn’t paying enough attention to see you. I’m so sorry!”

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@welcomeoblivicn​ liked for a starter from Molly

Mornings had never been Molly’s strong suit, but this one had been going particularly badly, and it just didn’t seem to end. First, she had overslept and barely gotten Willy to school on time, and then she had been gotten home to find a dog barking on her front porch. It wasn’t that she minded dogs. Quite the opposite actually, she had always been a sucker for strays after all, but this dog was different. It had none of the usual indicators that it was, in fact, a stray. He seemed like he belonged to someone and was just lost on his way home. She was going to be late to open the shop, but something needed to be done. She rushed into the house and grabbed a leash out of one of the still unpacked boxes (from the last dog they had fostered) and headed back out to the porch. The dog let her leash him easily enough (more proof he was a pet), and even seemed to have a great time in the car while she headed to town, he wouldn’t stop pulling on the leash once they arrived. She hadn’t been sure if she was going to take him tot he shop for the day or head straight to the humane society to see if he had been chipped. Either way, all of the tugging had caused Molly to unexpectedly stumble forward. The coffee she had been holding spilled over her hands, and she hissed sharply when the hot fluid burned her skin, dropping the leash without realizing. 

She barely managed to look up in time to see the dog lurch at someone a few feet away and yell, “No!” Quickly hurrying towards them, Molly pulled the pup off before she could lick all over the man’s face and said with a distressed expression, “I am SO sorry. We’re still getting to know each other. It’s been a… rough morning. Did he hurt you?”

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@welcomeoblivicn​ liked for a starter from Molly

Mornings had never been Molly’s strong suit, but this one had been going particularly badly, and it just didn’t seem to end. First, she had overslept and barely gotten Willy to school on time, and then she had been gotten home to find a dog barking on her front porch. It wasn’t that she minded dogs. Quite the opposite actually, she had always been a sucker for strays after all, but this dog was different. It had none of the usual indicators that it was, in fact, a stray. He seemed like he belonged to someone and was just lost on his way home. She was going to be late to open the shop, but something needed to be done. She rushed into the house and grabbed a leash out of one of the still unpacked boxes (from the last dog they had fostered) and headed back out to the porch. The dog let her leash him easily enough (more proof he was a pet), and even seemed to have a great time in the car while she headed to town, he wouldn’t stop pulling on the leash once they arrived. She hadn’t been sure if she was going to take him tot he shop for the day or head straight to the humane society to see if he had been chipped. Either way, all of the tugging had caused Molly to unexpectedly stumble forward. The coffee she had been holding spilled over her hands, and she hissed sharply when the hot fluid burned her skin, dropping the leash without realizing. She barely managed to look up in time to see the dog lurch at someone a few feet away and yell, “No!” Quickly hurrying towards them, Molly pulled the pup off before she could lick all over the man’s face and said with a distressed expression, “I am SO sorry. We’re still getting to know each other. It’s been a… rough morning. Did he hurt you?”