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For a moment, Momo felt bad for the other. Maybe he had a bad day and wanted to joke with someone. "It's okay. I just feel very tired." Momo admitted. The younger sighed. "Just my luck." Momo said with a sad laugh. Momo really wanted to go home. She was about to make a witty joke when he asked about her work. Momo sqeauled like a frightened child. "I do but I promise I don't smell this bad." Momo said. "I just spend a lot of time with sugar a bit more than usual." Without much thought Momo took off her shirt. The younger sighed. "There no more sugar stink."

If Mal were to guess, he'd assume she was on her way home from a candy factory - the kind that overworked its employees and forced them to sample the product on top of it all. "Sorry - my sarcasm doesn't always read," he offers rather flatly, lips pressed into a line. He was hoping to lighten the mood - not doing that again at a bus stop. He checks his watch, tapping through to the transit map. "Another ten it seems." A sigh leaves him as he realizes the heat might be fermenting the sugars that lingered on her - almost to the edge of boozy. He could deal with this for maybe another ten minutes, any longer and he might get a migraine. "Guess you're stuck with me. Do you work with sweets or something?"

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"I'm so sorry." Momo said shyly waving her hands like a maniac. "I mean to say they like you and you should like yourself." Momo said she herself turning bright red. Momo composed herself before nodding. "So you come here often? I don't really have friends around her." Momo asked.

"I mean - I - uh -" she barely managed to get out, feeling incredibly hot right now as the redness grow even darker as she looked down at the ground. No one had told her she was cute before and this was a whole new experience for her. She was used to being insulted and in a way she found more comfort in an insult then in a compliment. "It does, yes, I like coming here to look at the pretty things"

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Momo was going outside for a moment when she saw the shirtless man. Momo paused for a moment making eye contact before slipping on her sunglasses. "I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to see you change your clothes." Momo said her face a bright pink. "I work inside the bakery. Do you want some water or something?" Momo said her voice getting higher and higher.

Growing up he had taken odd jobs here and there and one of them was construction. Normally he wouldn't go back to it but a friend of his needed help and he wasn't just about to say no. So, having helped with the construction of a building, he found himself growing hotter and took off his shirt. Brow raised as he heard a noise, he quickly turned his head. "Yes?" he asked with a tilt of his head

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"Temper you know melting chocolate to make it a good shape without it cracking." Momo said with a smile. But then again she guessed the older man had no culinary training. Momo grinned like a maniac. "To my bakery of course." Momo said with a giddy grin. "Am i suppose to make you chocolate out of thin air?" She joked.

"I-" he decided not to finish it, to tell her he wasn't a sweets type of guy, she seemed to excited that he felt almost bad about letting her down like that. "Temper?" he questioned, brows furrowed before he slowly stood up, still not used to the aches of his older body. "Where exactly are we going?"

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Momo smelled of sugar. But not for a good reason. It's a side effect from her powers. Too much power into making a sugar statue for a client. Now she is sweating and smells like overly sweetened fruit punch. Momo personally just wants to take a shower and go home. Momo looked at the other . "I'm actually not thank you very much" Momo squinted at him, her politeness sounding on edge. "And why would you assume that you-" Momo stopped herself from calling him a creep. "You're a stranger after all." Momo muttered. "When is the bus coming?" Momo asked as she dabbed herself with a tissue. more than eager to get out of there.

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A wrinkles creases Malcolm's nose, a new scent filling his nostrils as someone approaches. "Well someone's in a good mood." he remarks, before bothering to look up.

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"Your cuteness." Momo said making a finger heart. "Anytime." Momo said with a wink. Momo's eyes raised in surprise. "Sector 2- that's so funny I'm from sector 2 too." Momo said with a giggle. "I hadn't been in a while though...."Momo said trailing off. "But sector 10 has so much stuff too so i can't complain right?"

"Embrace what? The cupcake?" she asked with a tilt of her head, it easy for her to get confused over little things like this. "Thanks, I like it," she smiled, remembering the moment Mirai had given her her name - the first present she had ever received from anyone. "Oh, Sector 2!"

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Momo hummed in discontent. "Well then they are more than welcome to drop them off and I'll decorate with them." Momo said trying not to pout. Momo looked at the doorway and removed the biggest eyesores of decorations. She only left a heart shaped doily. "Now the eyesore is gone. I don't think someone will die seeing a heart." Momo said defensively.

a forced smile fell upon the others for a brief second before the usual roll of her brown hues happened. "i think my kid could make better decorations than this." ilya mused as she titled her head ever so slightly to the side. "you know people would never openly admit how much they hate them, however i speak for the people and say that these are an eyesore."

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"It's just my nature you know it." Momo said with a wink. There was an energy to her that was hard to squash. Momo smiled. "There's a new shopping center in sector 10 so I want to check it out." Momo said with a spring in her step. "It looks so cool And I made sure there's nothing weird there." That she knew of. "Let's go now so we can get the doorbuster stuff yeah?"

"Momo, my god," she laughed brightly as she turned to look at the other - knowing she was quite an excitable one, which seemingly meshed well with Mavi's 'realist' attitude. "Totally! Where to?"

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"I'm sorry to hear that." Momo said in the sotest voice possible. Momo was trying to be as sweet as man be. She couldn't help but wonder if she was too annoying for the other. "i wouldn't say that. I think if you can't sugar, you can a make dessert that's flavorful but not neccessarily a sugar bomb. Where maybe fruit would be used instead of sugar." Momo said with a smile. "The key is to be innovative." Momo shooked her head. "I did once and I nearly killed them." Momo admitted. Momo sighed and poured her drink onto the plate, the liquid becoming pure sugar. Her eyes now hidden underneath her bangs. "No one would date a freak like me." Momo whispered, sounding utterly broken. Repeating the words that were said to her.

“ We're far beyond the help of a couple's retreat, ” he scowled at the idea. He's suggested that to Simone before but she shot him down, even laughed at him. Granted that it might have been because it was already too late, but still. His scowl went the way of his marriage at the younger girl's sweet grin. Who could ever stay mad at that? Ugh, disgusting, he thought to himself...about himself. “ Sugar-free? Would that still make them desserts if they didn't have sugar? ” Isaiah was genuinely curious. All his life, he believed desserts to always require sugar. He wasn't about to change his mind now. Maybe that's why Simone left him, the pig-headed idiot that he is. “ For me? Yeah, ” he scoffed before realizing her mood shifted, the sugary sweet mantle over her face dissipating into something more...him. “ For you? Bet a lot of guys are already lining up at your door. The way to a man's heart is through his stomach, isn't it? ”

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Momo gasped, as if the most blasphemous statement in the whole wide world was uttered. Never had chocolate???? The pseudo cacao delicacy of life, once believed by the Mayans to be delicacies of the gods. This is so un Sol-Citian of this stranger. Momo's mouth was still agape in shock. "Well stop thinking! We're getting you some chocolate and thats final!!" Momo said standing up. "I have to temper some chocolate anyhow." Momo looked at him as if to say. "Come on let's go."

"Oh, uh, I guess? Never really had it before," he admitted, having never been the biggest fan of sweets growing up - but maybe that had changed before his memory loss. Maybe there was a new him that liked things he used to dislike or have no preference at all on. "No, no," he said, quickly holding his hands up, "I'm wrong - I was thinking about something"

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"Embrace it!" Momo said with a growing grin. "Your blush looks so cute." Momo said resisting the urge to pinch Azalea's cheeks."Azalea what a beautiful name." Momo said with a grin. "Az is pretty cool too." Momo smiled. "Which sector are you from? I hadn't seen you around."

She blushed even harder - knowing this was something entirely out of her wheelhouse. She could give advice for days but to actually experience this herself? It was a whole other board game. "I will, definitely," she nodded enthusiastically. "Oh, I'm Azalea, but friends call me Az"

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Closed for @uncny - Sebni

Momo hummed as she went to her friend's door. She happened to make extra muffins, and she knew Sebni was a fan. Lightly humming she tapped her fingers against his doorway. "Sebni....it's your neighbor Momo."

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Closed for @freshcir

"Mavi!Mavi!Mavi!" Momo said as she ran up to the other. There was a happy skip with her picnic basket. It was one of her days off, of course she was going to spend it with one of best friends. "Ready to have the best girl's day out ever!!!"

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"Have you consider a couple's retreat?" Momo said with a sweet grin. Momo was the type to mostly deflect negativity. Momo waved at the elder with a light twinkle of her gloved fingers.There was a slight pout. "I have sugar free options too. If that wasn't in your alley." Momo said, usually trying to be very accomdating. Momo was about to apologize when she hard the next line.

Here's a piece of advice, kid: Don't marry someone who'll give you the boot once they get more power than you. ”

Momo's heart dropped, her memories flashing. Marriage, something she could never get.At least in her drunken thoughts. "Marriage will never be an option." Momo said her voice choking up.

“ Yeah, well, it's not like I can do anything else, ” Isaiah heaved a sigh, his scent not entirely pleasing to those near him. Fortunately, it wasn't that bad. As long as you've had a sad, miserable uncle come by every now and then. He squinted at her, looking her over from head to toe, “ Oh, I don't eat sweets. They're never healthy, ” he shrugged, the fact that his response might have been discouraging or taken in any negative light to the young baker never even entering his intoxicated brain. What did leave an impression in his less than sober brain is the fact that the girl sounded more impressed with his wife than him, the illogical green-eyed monster apparent on face as a scowl. “ I don't have to imagine...unfortunately, ” something akin to a growl escaped his lips, though he didn't even move. Just frowning like a grumpy cat. “ Here's a piece of advice, kid: Don't marry someone who'll give you the boot once they get more power than you. ” >:(

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There was a look of surprise. But as a professional, she readjusted her facial features. "The cake is 100 but I can take 75." Momo said with a small smile. "I need fuel to go back home after all." Momo said always one to pivot. It was her way to get a clientele. "You might like it too, it's lavendar chiffon."

opening the door, santiago first regards the woman with confusion. cake? he didn't order any cake. but the answer is obvious even before he finishes his own question. "my daughter must have ordered it," he says, amusement clear in his voice. "she's always doing things like that. my little terror." after a fond pause, he adds, "what do i owe you, then?"

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Momo's mouth opened to a wide 0. Why was he half-naked? Maybe this was a man who was sick or something. Maybe she shouldn't judge. You never know the guy's situation. And the sweet councilman was just around the corner. So Momo decided to be polite, letting out an airy laugh.

She cringed being called babydoll, something she's rarely called. Momo decided to pivot instead. "I'm sure the councilman can pay for it." Momo said, not believing the older was a council man. "Can you get him to sign off? I'm sure he loves sharing the cake with you." Momo said with a small smile.

The one thing Seth never prepared for when he took up public office was just how fuckin' available he had to be. Always getting stopped in the council building, constant comms notifications, phone calls... he'd thought he was safe at home, but as the doorbell rings and a voice like bubble gum itself comes wafting through his door, Seth lets out a bear-like groan and turns over in his sheets. "Just a second," he calls, and the light streaming through the window pierces a headache right through his eye sockets... what time is it, anyway?

He only manages to brush his teeth and pull on a pair of flannel pajama pants before answering the door, an unlit cigarette sticking from his teeth. "A cake?" Seth asks, but once he sees it's a cute girl holding it, he decides to at least flash her a grin. "I didn't order a cake, babydoll... But maybe you wanna come in and share it with me?"