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Psst, I actually wanna name it Starry Sky Cafe kjsdkjsdka sorry ; w ;

✧ That’s not what I meant, but I’m honored anyway. Vishnal stares at the bar for a moment, before realizing he should probably take it to be polite. An awed, vulnerable expression paints over his features, and he clutches it to his chest delicately. Like a baby.

✧ “Thank you,” he almost whispers, then clears his throat. No, he won’t cry at unexpected kindness today, especially since this is basically from himself in a roundabout way. “White chocolate’s fine, it’s chocolate. You’re already great at spreading cheer! Then again… who isn’t, when they have a basket of chocolates?”

The sorcerer slowly blinked at the his reaction. It wasn’t unexpected, but he thought it was rather odd for him to value something that he had just given away. “It’s fine... it was yours, after all...” he noted stiffly.

Well now that Witchie wasn’t hibernating and was awake she had to live somewhere and eat things and do stuff and stuff and stuff. That means she needed money. To get money she needed to work. She needed a job.

She heard that Gale owned a shop, a magic shop! That’s right up her alley. And surely Gale still remembered her and would give her a job!

Witchie made her way to Sorcery Emporium, which was a ways away from her. Luckily witches knew how to fly brooms. And she was a witch. Sure she can only fly 3 feet of the ground, but it’s faster than walking. She hopped on her broom and zoomed on over.

Upon arrival, Witchie spared no moment and barged right in. She surveyed the shop before spotting Gale, who she ran right over to.

“Heya, Gale!!! Give me a job!” She shouted cheerfully.

Frey huffed. He had the nerve to tell her that he had things to finish up! And they lived in the same apartment complex, so she didn’t want to leave him by himself when they could walk together! Not because she didn’t want to go home alone, of course.

“You’re just reading a book, Wiz,” she replied, exasperated. “You can read books at home… And how many cups of coffee have you had today?”

“Um, seven...” The one that was in his hand was his eighth, but it was technically not a lie since he hadn’t drunk it yet. Placing a starry bookmark into his tome and shutting it closed, Gale looked up at the mint-haired girl with a passive look.

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While Maru was a relatively new addition to the Kismet Planetarium crew, she was already starting to feel close to her fellow staff. She joined in on the flowery festivities, passing out bundles of a couple yellow roses, white freesias, and sunflowers each.

Abigail raised her attention from steadying a few bottles on display, expecting to greet an unusually early customer. In this case, an unusually early and unusually floral customer.

She blinked a few times when she realized that the fluffy bunch of talking flowers was her boss.

Watching Gale present the bundles of yellow and blue flowers and seeing his obvious discomfort gave Abigail a funny feeling. Why was it so damned hard to watch other people get flustered? 

Perhaps because she knew the feeling too well herself, she flushed a little at her boss’s presentation.

Still she mustered up the courage to smile as she clumsily selected her bunch of flowers from the counter.

“Ah, thank you,” she said, feeling a little tongue-tied herself now. 

A little nervous energy, and maybe a little pity too, pushed her to muse further, “These are great! Sunflowers are my favorites– uh, despite the gloomy exterior. They remind me of home.”

As Abigail accepted one of his bouquets, Gale was relieved to see a small smile appear, as awkward as it was. At least his gesture was taken well, and in his standards, that was more than enough. “Um, it’s no problem... really.”

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Alicia wasn’t one to talk about her feelings often, but when it came to the group at the Kismet Planetarium, she didn’t mind showing her appreciation every so often. They had grown on her much like a family and being that she wasn’t close with most of her own, she was glad to have another so close.

“Everyone, it’s your lucky day~”

The fortuneteller walked into her place of work with five blue lisianthuses, one for each of her co-workers.

@constellux 

Alchemy was a bit of a challenge. Whether it was finding ingredients or practicing it herself, something was a bit off when she tried without help. Ella was thankful that her boss was a patient man. Whenever she was struggling to remember what was what, he never got angry with her.