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Cecelia was just 23 years old. Standing at 5’2, her brown hair cascaded in soft waves around her shoulder framing her delicate features. Her warm brown eyes held a hint of sadness. She has already spent two years working at the Piece of Cake bakery as a barista and server, while being a full time student getting her MBA. She loved the cozy atmosphere, the smell of freshly baked goods, and the joy of serving delicious treats to the customers. However, Cecelia harbored a secret that made her time at the bakery a daily struggle - she suffered from Androphobia, a deep-rooted fear of men. Her fear had plagued her since childhood, stemming from a traumatic experience that she had never fully overcome. Despite her best efforts to conceal her phobia, her coworkers at the bakery had caught on and often mocked her for it. They couldn't understand why she was so afraid and teased her mercilessly, thinking her fear was silly and irrational. One day, the bakery was abuzz with excitement as they were expecting a new baker to join their team. Cecelia's anxiety spiked at the thought of having to interact with yet another man, adding to her already heavy burden as the new day came, everybody would be waiting for the new baker, they heard all sorts of stories about him, how he was a punkster, how he had all these crazy tattoos and piercings. All those chatters died down as soon as Cecelia walked in, wearing leggings and a top, her duffle bag slung around her as she planned to change into her uniform soon* "Hey, Cecelia, I heard we're getting a new baker today. You better watch out, you might faint at the sight of a man in the kitchen!" Cece forced smile "Ha ha, very funny. You know I have my reasons..." They chuckled "Oh, come on, Cecelia, you can't be serious about being afraid of men. It's not like they're going to bite you." Cece tried to remain composed "It's not a joke to me. I struggle every day with this fear, and I wish you could understand."

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As they teasingly said "Well, maybe Mr. Baker will help you get over your silly phobia. Who knows, you might even end up falling in love with him!" they teased as Cecilia felt her anxiety rise, she left the room to go to the bathroom and change, changing into a cute pink top with the logo, and jeans. She’d then tie her hair into a high ponytail, as she took a deep breath in and slowly exhaled looking at herself in the mirror “It’s just another day..” she said to herself as she compose herself and stepped out of the bathroom, heading to the kitchen awaiting the arrival of the new baker

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@PunkPulse (Fauna)

Hard rock was blasting in his earbuds, ignoring any outside noise and living in his own world. What kind of world did he live in? Well, let's find out: Sebastian, in appearance stood at about 6'1" in height at just 25 years old with vibrant blue hair. Piercings along his ears and nose. Tattoos that ran up his arms to his shoulders and neck. Were there more? Who knows. Then there was the clothing style. Besides his hair, piercings and tattoos, his clothing also screamed "Punkster" with a black t-shirt with various graphics, showcasing his arms with several different tattoos within a sleeve. Ink on skin that seemed to continue forever. Dark blue jeans that were slim fit and appeared to show off his form that he wasn't shy about. You could tell just by looking at him that he took care of himself, despite his lifestyle. Then a pair of combat boots, a black in color to match the shirt. Along with it all, was his backpack, a dull white in color now slung over one shoulder. Sure, he'd get looks from anyone who saw him. He stood out like a sore thumb. What's more, nobody expects to hear what his job is. Sebastian, starting today, would be working at a Bakery called Piece of Cake. His dream since he was a child had always been to open his own Bakery. That would be quite a ways away for sure. But, he had never given up on his dream. To think it weird for a Punkster to be working at some female-owned bakery was beyond anyone's comprehension. But it was the path he chose, the job he wanted. He set a goal for himself and he was aiming for it headfirst. The door to the Bakery opened, a small ring of the bell as Sebastian stepped in. Taking out his earbuds and stuffing them away into his pocket, his eyes wandered the little bakery establishment. Those eyes, despite looking so cold and emotionless, actually harbored a spark that had yet to be ignited, but only in the kitchen. "Hey, I'm here.." the male's deep voice spoke, walking towards the back by lifting the small flip do

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or near the counter. "I'll get changed and start as soon as I can. Just leave the recipes on the kitchen counter.. I'll look them over when I'm done.." Not a single glance to any of the staff, as if he had no care in the world. How could they hire such a anti-social Baker? Turning the corner, Sebastian easily slides past a girl with brown hair, heading towards the bathroom so he could change into his uniform. While the pink was a harsh contrast against his Punkster appearance, it didn't bother him one bit. Hell, it just made the punk features stand out all the more. Once finished swapping shirts, he left the bathroom and was on his way towards the Kitchen. @𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

Cece would be cleaning the counters upfront, after excusing herself to not be apart of the not noticing the man’s entrance as she was starting to set up for the bakery, getting everything ready for the day, taking out rags, silverware, replacing napkins etc etc. she heard the bell of the door ring as she turned looking at him he clearly was the black sheep of the bakery, the stereotypes about him were true. She was no expecting the blue hair but the tattoos and piercings were spot on. She felt her heart racing, pounding almost, he looked so imitating as she’d avert from him, hearing him speak sent down chills down her spine as he brushed past her Cecelia would pivot making sure he didn’t bump into her or even graze her in the softest. Cece let a heavy sigh out as she’d head towards the tables and began to take the chairs off, and spray down the tables and wipe them As he left out the bathroom changed into his uniform the manager would walk up to him to introduce herself “You must be Sebastian, a pleasure to meet you, my name is Sonja, I am the manager here” she spoke holding her hand out for a handshake. Sonja was about 5’7, and in her early 40s, her blonde hair tied in a messy bun, and her apron stained with many frosting from hand piping “So let me show you around. Here will be your staff, we are a small but efficient team” she said as she introduced Katie, Samatha, Priya and Renee “Katie and Samatha will be your helpers, Samantha is also the assistant manager here, Priya and Cecelia work the front..” she said looking around for Cecelia “Ladies.. where is Cece..” “upfront opening, sorry Sonja I forgot to mention she told me she was going to open, she didn’t want to be here” Samantha chimed in. As Sonja would nod, looking at Sebastian “Cecelia .. she uh, she isn’t the biggest fan men” Sonja said as Katie and Priya would stifle a laughter , as Sonja would give them a death glare

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“Here come along” she said as she’d open the door to the front as she see Cecilia finish up opening the front and cleaning “thats Cecelia, she may avoid you at all times.. might not talk to you…” Sonja admitted as she’d call over Cecelia. Cece would gaze up and look to Sonja, and next to her Sebastian as she felt a lump in her throat, she reluctantly walked over, keeping a fair distance “Yes Sonja” she spoke her voice quivering slightly as she looked at Sebastian briefly and back to Sonja “Sebastian, Cecelia, Cece, Sebastian” Sonja said, as she dismiss her. Cece would subtly nod as a way of acknowledging him, as she returned back behind the counter to prepare the coffee and get out all the simple syrups “The bakery opens at 7am, everyday, the staff usually comes in around 5, and I expect the same from you” she said looking to Sebastian, as she’d take him to the back once again, showing him where to find all the equipments “lastly, you can find the orders here, and recipes here, but if you have any suggestions and new recipes you want to introduce please do” Sonja smiled “Any questions?” she asked Cecelia would be in her own little world as Priya came behind and scared her, she jumped slightly looking to Priya “what..?” Cece said folding her arms leaning slightly on the counter “you see the new baker? He’s hot” Priya said chuckling sticking her tongue out as a way of mocking “thank god for your stupid little fear, or you’d be a threat to me” she said. Priya was always jealous of Cecelia’s look ever since highschool, as Cecelia always gotten the attention of men Priya liked, but since the incident Cecelia seemed to ignore every man which paved a path for Priya. Cecelia would roll her eyes, not really caring for her petty remark as she’d push past her and headed to the back, opening the door to let an annoyed sigh/grunt out. Not noticing that it was only her and Sebastian in the back.. @PunkPulse (Fauna)

Sebastian lifted his head slightly at the mention of his name, glancing at the older woman in front of him. Sonja, the manager at Piece of Cake Bakery. When he had first applied to the little bakery, he was expecting to be turned down for his appearance, but it seemed quite the opposite. Due to his many years of experience at baking, he was a coveted choice. Also probably that because he'd be the Baker and focused in the Kitchen where nobody would see him, his appearance wouldn't deter customers. The young male gave a slight nod to Sonja, acknowledging her as he extended his hand to shake hers. "I'm glad to be working with you, ma'am.." Being able to work in an actual Bakery was a goal of his to get him closer to his dream. However, it was the work he would need to put in to make that dream of his a reality. Sure, working there would be a small step, but he was willing to climb as many steps as it took to reach the top. Sonja began to speak once again, asking for him to follow so that he could be shown around the place. By the staff being introduced to him so far, it appeared to be all women. Almost all of them were eyeing Sebastian for some reason or another. Was it because he appeared to be the only male so far? Or was it because of his disturbing appearance? It was hard to tell, but Sebastian seemed to be numb already to any insults he hasn't heard a thousand times already. So Samantha is the assistant manager to Sonja.. Okay.. Which mean she'll also be helping in the back. Probably would be good to be on my best behavior around her then.. he thought to himself, his chocolate brown eyes, while dull in emotion were scanning the faces. Priya and Cecelia.. eh? I only see the one.. Is the other one slacking off somewhere? The assistant manager mentioned shortly after that Cecelia was up front opening the shop. Curiosity seemed to pique his interest as he glanced at Sonja who mentioned rather dejectedly how she disliked men. *Disliked men? Did she have a nast

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y experience with one?* he thought, following Sonja now towards the door. The young woman up front that was cleaning and organizing the front all by herself was Cecelia? "I won't be offended or anything if she doesn't talk or look at me. I get that enough from people as it is. Besides, I work in the back, she works up front. I don't see how us interacting would benefit anything.." he said rather harshly. "I just want to rack up experience.." At the mention of her name being called, Sebastian watched the young woman who seem rather afraid of him, walking slowly towards the two but keeping a distance mainly from him. It was like she was treating him like a wild beast who could leap at any second. But, like he had mentioned to Sonja before, he wasn't going to be offended by that chick ignoring him. She was free to make that choice. He learned from Sonja about when the bakery opened, what time he was expected to arrive and get ready to prepare the confections for the day. A small tour of the kitchen to explain where things were located like ingredients, equipment and where the orders would be that he'd be preparing with his co-workers. What did catch his attention however was the fact that if he had any recipes to include he was free to do so. Seems there is a bit of creative freedom here. I'll keep that in mind for later. Best to look over the recipes already provided.. "I appreciate you taking the time to show me around. I'll look through the recipes and get these memorized" he bowed his head slightly to her in acknowledgement before going over to the book with all the given recipes they had in shop. Sebastian took this time to pull his hair back and tie it in a small ponytail or knot, then taking the book and leaning over the counter out of the way so he could read them. The way he looked when he was in the kitchen was something else. His eyes didn't look completely emotionless now, in fact, they looked to have a drive about them. @𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

Cece would take a deep breath in and slowly exhaled, she felt the tears coming in. She hated her co workers for not understanding her, she hated the world for not understanding, only a few knew her story, her family and her manager, and she thanked them for never judging, but it was hard to work in an environment where majority of the girls did. She brushed off the thoughts and looked up, her eyes widening seeing Sebastian getting to work. As her eyes darted seeing nobody else.. she’d pucker her lips and prayed he didn’t see her as she swiftly made her way to the bathroom to freshen up Shed closed the door and locked it, taking out her phone as she’d call her best friend, as she picked up Hello? she spoke as Cecelia would sigh in relief

Estelle.. I.. I’m sorry I just I needed to vent, we have this new baker, he’s a guy.. and I just I don’t know what to do, you already know Priya is on my ass making fun of me for it.. but she clearly doesn’t understand what I’ve been through and and—

Deep breaths Cece .. I can hear the shakiness in your voice. as she’d inhale and exhale, Cecelia doing the same as she calmed down

Ignore Priya you know she will never get it, she’s stupid and we both know that.. she thinks it’s irrational but it’s not! It’s like a kid being afraid of a dog when  they were attacked by one. Everyone has fears and all fears are rational.. just clearly not in Priyas  eyes

she chuckled I still don’t get how Sonja hasn’t fired her

I know! she chuckled feeling a bit better

but your right… I shouldn’t have to justify my fears to her, it’s just weird having a male work here.. but he’s the baker, he’ll be in the back and I’ll be upfront so I’ll never run into him during work hours.. or so I hope so..

she said looking at herself in the mirror, and then down to her watch seeing the time oh shit! It’s almost 7, I have to go— thank you for listening I love you she said as she hung up the call, taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling, as she left the bathroom she’d walk right past Sebastian refusing to acknowledge him as she opened the door heading back to the front, as 7 rolled around and the costumers came in. Cecelia placed a happy smile on her face as she took orders and made drinks. She knew she couldn’t forever escape men, as a group of older gentlemen came in, they seemed to be in their 30s and they were all regulars at this point, Cece would nod at them, as she made their drinks and grabbed their pastry setting it down at the table they were at, thankfully a short interaction as they thanked her and went about their day as the morning rush died down , Cecelia would make herself a cup of iced coffee for herself and leaned back on the counter taking a couple of minutes to herself, before she went to the back, seeing Katie there helping out with Sebastian “Hey..” her voice soft, as she looked between the two, her back against the door “We are all out of cinnamon buns.. would you mind making some more, please?” she said with a humble smile, a smile that felt contagious even. Cecelia always had that “contiguous look”, you wouldn’t even guess she had this phobia, as Katie would look at her and nod chuckling “Cece stop eating all the cinnamon buns” she teased, as Cecelia giggled “Sorry they are soo good” she remarked as she left heading back to the front to clean the counters

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Katie would look to Sebastian, chuckling “You know how to make cinnamon buns? I hope so.. that’s baker 101” she said as she grabbed the ingredients they needed “Sorry if Cecelia acts weird around you.. I promise she will warm up.. hopefully..”

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@PunkPulse (Fauna)

Sebastian could see Cecelia slightly through his peripheral as she seemed to notice and actively avoid him despite him not making any direct eye contact or movements. It was almost like she was afraid to be in the same room as him. Afraid he would do something to her. To be fair, the way he dressed and the aura about him wasn't exactly friendly. At the same time, he was curious about her. About what she saw, how she felt at the sight of a man. In the meantime, he focused on the recipes, reading them over in his head to make sure they were ingrained into his brain. Though, his concentration was broken at the sound of conversation. Something about cinnamon buns. Once Cecelia had left however, it was Katie who spoke up to him. The young male lifted his gaze from the book and towards Katie. "I know how to make them.. However, I wish to try something with them. Would that be alright?" He asked. When he was given the green light, Sebastian began getting the ingredients around for making cinnamon buns. However one other ingredient he seemed to have added was apples. "When I was a kid, my grandmother loved to bake. One of the things she liked baking was Cinnamon Buns with Baked Apples.. " he spoke while he worked. Sebastian worked on making two separate kinds of cinnamon buns. Ones with the baked apples and ones without. The non apple ones would be the ones to go out front while the baked apple ones would remain back here. By the look in his eyes, his movements, his precision, you would almost forget he was a punk. He looked like a young artisan with each finished confection his own masterpiece. You could tell he had experience, spent years doing what he did. "Here, take these regular cinnamon buns up front for me, please. I'll put these apple ones in the break room.." he handed the freshly baked cinnamon rolls to Katie while he took the tray of finished baked apple cinnamon rolls to the break room, letting them rest on a plate neatly for the staff to enjoy while he re

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turned to his duties back in the kitchen. @𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

Katie would nod as he wanted to expeiment with the cinnimon rolls, as she watch him begin to make the rolls curious what he was going to add "ooo~ baked apples" she hummed softly "that sounds delicous! Im sure that Sonja will make it a seasonal menu item if it goes well with sales" Katie chimed as she would begin to make the frosting for the cinnimon rolls. As she finished shed help out with Sebastain, nodding as she took the freshly baked rolls into the front handing them off to Cecelia, and headed back to grab the apple baked ones and placed them into the break room, grabbing one for herself as she came back into the kitchen and bit into it "Holy shit... this is amazing" katie said in bliss humming in joy as shed swallow, heading upfront "Cece you have to try these cinnimon rolls" She said as the brunette would swivel, taking the other half of the roll raising a brow "whats so different about these?" she questioned as she bit into it "They have apples in it, Sebastain baked it arnt they soo good!" Katie said looking at Ceces eyes widen "Oh wow! we should make this an item, im sure the costumers would go crazy over this" Cece said as she finished off the cinnimon roll, grabbing her iced coffee from the counter and sipped it "Oh, sorry did you want any coffee?" she asked as Katie nodded. Cece was known for making her coffee, as she brew two, one for Katie and one for Sebastain, making them an Iced Toffee nut coffe with a caramel drizzle and oakmilk. Shed place the cap on it as she handed katie the drinks

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"Two?" Katie said raising a brow "yeah, one for you.. one for him, I.. I just dont want him to think I hate him?" she questioned herself as Katie would smile softly at the smal gesture, heading back to the kitchen, setting the iced coffee down next to Sebastain "Hey.. Cece made this for you, she makes the best coffee in the house" Katie chuckled as she go back to working. Cece would begin to take orders, as Priya would be cleaning the tables, as the day would come to a close, shed turn the sign to closed, as shed help Priya with cleaning and putting the chairs up. As the two ladies finshed up front, they would head to the back for a short staff meeting, as Sonja would be holding one of Sebastains Cinnimon roll with baked apples "Ladies, I am so pleased to add this to our menu.. if that is ok with you Sebastain? They are delicous, and we can make this a seasonal item for the time being" Katie would squeal with exictment as Priya and Samatha would look at Sebastain with an awe almost, Cecelia on the other hand remainded quiet, but it was visable she was exicted to add these to the menu, she knew that these would sell out quickly as shed look ahead rocking back and forth, yawning tired as she was waiting to be dismissed to go home. Once the short meeting ended, Cece would go changed back into her leggings and sweater, letting her hair down and tussled it to give it volume. Shed stuff her clothes back into her duffle bag and exited the bathroom, as she headed out and sat on the curb, 10 min has passed and yet no ride, shed sigh annoyed getting a notifcation from her sister hey sorry something came up, I cant pick you up the message stated as Cece would sigh annoyed, typical for her own sister to bail her

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@PunkPulse (Fauna)

Sebastian continued to work on several different orders throughout his shift, keeping himself busy and focused on the tasks at hand. He seemed to put a lot of care into each confection he made. Though his mind did wander a little while he worked. I hope those Baked Apple Cinnamon Rolls were alright. It's been a long time since I've made them. Hopefully you agree I did a good job, Grandma he thought. While he worked, he let Katie take the regular rolls up to the front, and the special ones to the break room. It seemed by the sounds coming from her she liked the new pastry that he had made. So they are edible. Glad to know that.. Soon after, Katie seemed to have disappeared. Where to? He wasn't sure. Probably the front, but for what reason? His questions were soon answered when Katie came back with what looked to be a couple of coffees. One was placed down in front of him to which he took. It was a nice mix of bitter and sweet. Truth be told, Sebastian wasn't a coffee guy, but because Cecelia had made it for him as a 'thank you' it would be rude not to accept it. At least, that's what his mother taught him. When the workday had come to a close, Sebastian spent the time cleaning up the kitchen and washing any and all used kitchen items. Spotless. Perfect. After the cleaning was done, there was an evening meeting. One that seemed to throw Sebastian into the spotlight. Seems everyone really liked his Grandmother's Baked Apple Cinnamon Rolls and if, with his permission, they would like to add it to the menu as a seasonal item. To him, baking is what kept her alive in his heart. So if it meant that he could bake something that she originally taught him, well it would mean the world to him. Sebastian gave a slight nod to Sonja. "I don't mind it. Thank you, ma'am.." he responded. He took notice of the other girls who appeared to be excited to add something new, especially something so delicious made by someone like Sebastian. From what he could gather from the mee

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ting so far, it seemed the women here favored him. Whether that attention was desired or not was never his intention. He just wanted to share a bit of joy with them. Once the meeting was over, Sebastian, and many of the others would go to change out of their uniforms. Him being the last one. Once everyone had left, it seemed they were all on their way either home or elsewhere. However, just as he had put his earbuds in and about to start up his music for the walk home, he noticed Cecelia sitting on the curb. Is she waiting for a ride? Should I wait with her? It'd be bad to leave her by herself, but at the same time she's terrified of me.. I could just keep an eye on her from a distance. No, what am I thinking? It'll look like I'm stalking her. If that doesn't scare her, it'll at least come off as creepy and probably get me in trouble.. It'd be difficult to just leave her alone, and it's not like he had a ride of his own to offer her. Besides, she could hardly stand being in the same room as him. What would be the best course of action for this? I could offer to walk her home, I suppose. But she might react badly if a stranger like me did that. Though, she did make that coffee for me earlier today. Would this gesture be repaid as well? It's not like I need it to be repaid.. I just.. worry for her. Is that the right word? Worry? Ah, better to just ask I guess. With a faint inhale and then exhale, Sebastian walked towards her, but he made sure to keep his distance from her so as to not upset her. "Hey, I.." he stopped, wondering how to phrase the question. Or rather, the encounter in general. "Do you.. Would you like me to walk you home?" he asked. "It's okay to say 'no' if you aren't comfortable with it. I know you just met me, and I understand if you're afraid of me. Lots of people are.." he started, speaking softly so to make sure his voice wasn't too loud for her. "I'll keep a distance, if you need me to. I just don't want you out here alone by yourself"

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@𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

Cecelia huffed annoyed, this wasn’t the first, or second, or third time even, it happened countless of times and she doesn’t even know why she relies on her anymore, perhaps she just wanted a bond with her, as her and her sister have no form of relationship what so ever. The brunette would tuck her phone away as she was ready to walk 20 minutes to just get home until she heard a soft voice. She froze, feeling tense as her head swiveled to see Sebastian standing there she’d eye the punk up and down, as she put one foot back, ready to take a huge step back, but her body didn’t allow her, as she awkwardly stood like that. He was definitely more intimidating looking with his casual clothes. She’d listen to what he said, as Ceces eyes widen slightly at his offer. She’d gulp, feeling her stomach in knots as the tension lingered. Thunder heard in the distance as Cece would look towards the sky, seeing how cloudy it was, as she then looked back to Sebastian. She couldn’t believe what she was about to say as she harshly swallowed trying to gather her words “I-I..I - please..” she sigh in defeat “I’d appreciate it .. thank you” her voice soft, like a whisper almost as she’d pivoted on her heels, as she began to lead the way Thunder once more rumbled in the distance as some lightning was seen, definitely a calm before the storm, as the wind slowly picked up, nothing horrible and it definitely didn’t bother Cece, she loved thunderstorm, especially watching lightning. The two sat in silence for a good 5 minutes before she finally decided to just break the silence. She had to get over her fear one way or another.. and now it seemed like a good start given the unfortunate circumstance -

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“So, uhm- we haven’t properly met.. my name is Cecelia.. though most call me Cece.. I don’t mind if you do that to, I prefer it anyways..” she smiled to herself as she briefly looked at him and then ahead “I uhm, I’ve been at the bakery for about 2 years now.. I’m the lead front .. meaning I run the flow of the front, and suppose decorate the front how I see fit” she chuckled slightly to herself now.. as she fiddled with her fingers “I know your name already.. Sebastian.. I like it.. I always liked that name, it sounds cool..” Her voice slightly quivering as she tried to keep her cool, and a conversation going. She didn’t want to judge him based off his looks “So,if you don’t mind me asking you what got you into baking into the first place, and how long have you been doing it- and why our bakery of all choices?” She asked as she looked at him, curious to what his responses would be @PunkPulse (Fauna)

Sebastian was a little surprised at the answer Cecelia gave him despite her initial response to his presence. So she accepted.. Hope she isn't forcing herself to. The last thing I want to do is force her and make her uncomfortable.. he thought to himself as he gave a slight nod and slowly followed after her once she started to lead the way. The sound of thunder in the distance telling them both that a storm would be on the way. He kept his distance from her, but stayed close enough so he could hear her talking to him. Her voice wasn't loud by any means, but it wasn't super quiet either. He just had to focus on her to hear what she was saying. Right now, she was just giving casual small talk. Which is fine. He wasn't one to judge by any means. The occasional glances from her though seemed to show that to him, she was slightly interested in conversing with him. Of course he wasn't going to try and do anything to scare her. The last thing he needed was to lose trust. Was there any to begin with? From what Sebastian was hearing as the two walked, was that Cece had been working at the Bakery for two years and was the Front Lead. Which meant that she was in charge of the front of the Bakery. Two years is a long time, does she like it there? he thought to himself, his chocolate colored eyes glancing to look at her a second before looking forwards. "You like my name?" he spoke finally, keeping his voice soft so as to not spook her. "From what I remember my mother telling me, it means Venerable, or Revered.. It's a Greek name." Sebastian never really considered himself one to be revered, at least by others. His appearance alone was enough to keep people away. However, now that he thought about it, back in the Bakery during that end-of-shift meeting, his new coworkers were quite happy with the confection he made for them. Probably the only time someone was happy with what I did.. that wasn't family.. he thought, pushing that reminder away in his mind. The sound of

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the thunder from before was growing louder now, as it seemed they were walking towards the storm. The wind certainly was chilly, but he wasn't going to worry about that. I'll just walk her home, and wait until the storm dies down somewhere.. It's fine.. The question that was asked to him however, brought him back from his thoughts. Cecelia was asking him what got him into baking and how long he had been doing it. "I learned how to bake when I was a kid. About 7 years old or so, I found myself in the kitchen watching my grandmother. I remember being so curious about what she was doing, asking all these questions.." he started to say, walking to get a bit closer to her as he talked. "I remember asking her if I would be able to bake like her. She told me this: 'Anyone is capable of doing anything. If you want to bake, then bake. Nobody in this household will tell you no..' From there, it gave me the courage to try, and with my grandmother's help, I learned to make all kinds of things.." It seemed that Sebastian was really getting into the conversation now. He had almost forgotten about Cecelia's fear as he found himself walking right next to her. "One of the first things I learned how to bake, were those Baked Apple Cinnamon Buns that I shared with you guys earlier.. So, I guess you could say I've been baking for about.. 18 years? If I counted right. Somewhere between 18 and 19 years.. But I didn't just learn all my baking from my grandmother. I learned some from my mom, and even from Baking shows.." There was this faint look in his eyes, a spark whenever he spoke about baking, as if the life in him was excited to hear about it. "Though, my grandmother passed away about 3 years ago from a heart attack. I was devastated to hear about it, of course. But.." he was quiet, trying to find the right words to use. "She wouldn't want me to worry. Cause even if she isn't here physically, I still feel her around, and I want her to see what I can do." @𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

Cece would hug herself as the wind started to pick up, feeling the cool breeze between her body as she noticed the man now walking besides her as he chatted away. it was nice to hear him talk about how passionate he was about baking and how it all started, as well as who tought him, she almost didnt seem to mind that he was walking next to her. It was almost cute in a sense on how he talked about baking and the first thing he baked with his grandma. her smile faltering as he mentioned her death. Cece would look up at him "Oh im sorry to hear about that" she said as she then looked ahead as he spoke about how she wouldnt want him to worry "Hmp, thats a good mentality, besides im sure she would be very proud of you of where you are now.. and how you are still continuing to make those baked apple cinnimon rolls" she smiled as they would be a block away from her house it would start to drizzle as Cece would put her hoodie up "18 years is a long time, but im glad your really passionate about it" she chuckled "I started working at the bakery part time.. I am currently a full time student getting my MBA in Business Administrative at the local university. I hope to own a company one day" she said trying to continue the converstion as well as for him to just know her "Baking always sounded fun, but I probably would burn the store down if I tried" she said as she rubbed her arm "Im just good at making drinks.. Ive been a barista for awhile now, working at the coffee shop thanks-a-latte, and became a master mixtologist there with coffee" she shrugged as they would approach her house. She stopped infront looking at the door and then up at the sky, seeing lightning light it up, a bolt streaking the sky as she gulped and looked towards Sebastain

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"Here uhm..why dont I get you an umbrella.." she said as she walked to her door, and looked in her purse, grabbing her keys as she unlocked the door and walked in, grabbing the umbrella from the ottoman, as she walked back to hand it to him "I wouldnt want you to get wet on your walk back, besides you could always give it back to me at work" she smiled "And uhm, thanks for walking me home.. if I knew it was going to storm, I wouldnt have accepted it knowing you would have to walk alone in the storm" she said as she paused, the rain starting to come down "u-unless you want to come inside and wait out the storm.. I-I wouldnt mind" she boldly said rubbing the back of her neck. Normally she wouldnt extend such an offer, but she knew her sister was home, and her mom, so it wouldnt be like they would be alone. She looked at him, rocking back and forth awaiting his answer

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@PunkPulse (Fauna)

Sebastian listened quietly as she talked, mentioning how she was going to university to get a degree in Business Administrative. So she wants to own a business someday. Quite a dream of her own, I guess. But it's no different from mine, I suppose.. he thought to himself. At the mention of her saying she would be horrible in the kitchen at any attempt at baking, the thought of it made him chuckle, if only a little and very quietly. "You saying you've never baked before? Not even once? That's a bit sad to hear.." he responded, glancing at her a bit. "Though, I suppose you just don't want to trouble others.. right?" From what he could see, she seemed to rub either her arms or neck at times whenever she'd speak. Was that a slight tick or tell when she was nervous? It had to be given how she didn't make any eye contact when talking to him. All of her attention was forward or the other side. Though, the fact that she was talking to him alone proved that deep down, maybe she wanted to talk to guys? That fear of hers had to be quite traumatic. Before he knew it, he had walked her all the way home. The two were standing there in front of the house before Cecelia spoke up about letting him borrow her umbrella. Watching the short female hastily look through her purse for her keys and going to open the door, fetching a light blue umbrella for him. He would have taken it, except for what she had said next that caught him off guard. She's inviting me in? Even if its until the rain stops, isn't she pushing herself a bit? I know she's afraid of me, but I don't want her to get backed in a corner because of me being there.. I should just take the umbrella and decline.. He reached out for the umbrella but what she said afterwards made him pause. "I-I wouldn't mind" She seemed to have said this quite boldly, almost, sure of herself? No, that wasn't it. It was almost like she was attempting to face her fears. Was he her fear? No, males in general were her fears. He was just so

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me fresh face who happened to take pity on her. Right? I'm not taking pity on her.. She's.. probably just forcing herself.. I shouldn't force her, I should leave before I make a rash decision.. But the more he thought about it, the more he was contradicting his own judgement. The two had just met. This woman only knew a small bit about him that he happened to tell her on the walk home. He was just some punk that other people would stay away from, that they'd hate for no reason other than just because they can. Because of stereotypes. Sebastian wasn't a bad guy by any means. He knew that. But did Cecelia know that? What if he was just pretending to be nice just to get at her? That could be a viable excuse to put blame on him. Especially if she had family inside. They'd take one look at him and kick him out. Surely. But, she was being kind to him. It had been a while since he felt something like that in a long while. His coworkers seemed nice enough, his boss too. So, should he trust his gut and leave, or trust his heart and stay? Sebastian pulled his outstretched hand away from the umbrella, shoving it into his pockets. "If you're okay with me being here, I won't mind it. I also won't mind it if you tell me to leave. Else.. I'll do it myself if I feel that I'm scaring you.." @𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

Cecelia would wait for his response, rocking back n forth on her heels as she would anxiously wait for a response. The storm starting to pick up slightly as it started to rain a bit harder on them, lightning going off every other 5 seconds “Yeah.. it’s fine, besides it seems to be getting worse, and I can’t imagine if you got hurt because you walked me home..” she softly said as she would motion him to follow her in. As she’d open the door to her house, he was immediately greeted by a Tuxedo cat, sitting by the door staring at him, the car having two pink bow ties on its fur but its ears, and a pink collar “Please.. take your shoes off..” Cece said as she would take her shoes off and placed it on the floor mat next to her. Once he took his shoes off, she’d grab them and put them in the floor mat as well as she would pivot and see her cat. Chuckling softly “This is Pepper..” she would say as pepper would be sniffing around him “we adopted her when she was 7.. now she’s almost going to be 10” as she would smile, and motion him once more to follow her “Mom! Kayla! I brought someone home” she would semi shout, as they entered the kitchen to be immediately greeted by her Mom, Greta. Greta looked like a deer in headlights seeing the man stand next to Cecelia. Flabbergasted as she would try to formulate words, she knew her daughter always had a fear of man, but she never expected her to bring one home “I-well- a- Welcome son..” Her mom said with a warm smile, walking over “sorry, I never expected my little Cecelia to bring a man over, I apologize for stuttering. Please, call me Greta, or Mrs Yves, whatever you want sugar” she would say as she looked towards Cecelia wondering if she was ok. Cecelia would look fine, having a subtle worried expression but nothing too concerning

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“Sorry I know it was unannounced, mom this is Sebastian, he’s our new baker at work.. I just didn’t want him walking home in this storm.. I told him he can stay until it dies down” Cece chimed as her mom would nod “yes yes! Of course sweetheart no worries at all. Sebastian, welcome to our little home, can I get you anything.. water? Snacks? I’m about to make dinner would you like a plate” she would say as Cecelia pivoted as her sister, Kayla would come into the kitchen, as she’d give her a scowl Kayla was about 5’9, she had red hair, clearly dyed and was wearing a bralette top and pajama pants, she didn’t care who was home as she would stop looking at Sebastian up and down with a flirtatious smirk “Well well- why didn’t anybody tell me we had company? I would have thrown on something cuter” she would say, as she would walked towards Sebastian, pushing Cece out the way slightly “Kayla.. a pleasure to meet you Mr handsome” she would wink, as Cecelia would roll her eyes, grabbing Kayla’s arm and pushed her away slightly “Im sorry— please ignore her” Cecelia would say as her mom would clear her throat “Cece why don’t you continue to show him around hm?” she would say as she’d look towards Kayla with a , we’ll chat look as Cece would nod and move out the kitchen with Sebastian she’d give him a tour of the house, small yet cute house filled with cute antiques, as she would finish the tour in her room, she’d open the door to her bed, her walls painted a light pink, a queen bed with black silken sheets, and posters of bands in the wall, her bed filled with stuff animals as she would sit on the edge of her bed, motioning him to sit on the beanie bag nearby “Sorry about Kayla.. she’s quite the flirt.. honestly it’s annoying” she would scoff @PunkPulse (Fauna) [Sorry for the wait]

Sebastian nodded his head when she finally invited him inside. He looked to see a little black and white cat near the doorway, and came over to investigate. The male tilted his head slightly but bent down a bit to let the cat sniff his hand. "I don't mind it. I half expected you to not say anything. Walking in a storm wouldn't be the first for me" he commented before pulling his hand away from the cat and going to untie and take off his shoes as he was told to. Standing himself back up, his eyes scanned the doorway and more once he was led to the kitchen where an older woman was preparing dinner in the kitchen. The way the woman spoke made it seem like she wasn't expecting a visitor. To be fair, that was true. He did arrive out of nowhere, but all the same he wanted to be courteous since he was now a guest. "It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Yves. I apologize for intruding so late" he spoke. So far she seemed relatively nice, which was a relief. "If you wouldn't mind having me, I would be fine with staying for dinner, yes. I didn't have any dinner plans anyway" he comments. However, another voice caught his ears, a female's voice. This one must be Kayla he thought to himself. It was clear to see that this female was being flirtatious towards him. So far, from what he had noticed today, lots of women seemed to have been drawn to him lately. Why was that? He wasn't anyone particularly special, at least he thought so. Sebastian gave a nod to Kayla, not really sure how to interact with a flirty woman in front of him. However, Greta's mention of being shown around the rest of the home was almost like her way of helping the two get away from Kayla. He accepted it. The rest of the home was small, and lots of little antiques decorated the home. They reminded him a bit of his grandmother's house. She also liked collecting little antique trinkets like these. It was reassuring, and brought back good memories. Finally, the last place to be shown was Cecelia's room. A mix of p

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ink and black. Soft plushies on the bed and band posters on the wall. Hard to tell which side showed more in Cecelia, but he wasn't one to judge. To be fair, he found the plushies rather cute in a sense. Relaxing. Of course with him in there it certainly made him stand out. Taking a seat on the bean bag, he let out a sigh as he sank into it. "Well, I've noticed that alot of women have been doing that today.. Honestly I'm surprised at all. I thought my appearance would put them off or something" Sebastian said plainly before running his hand through his hair. "Are you doing okay though? I'm not making you uncomfortable or anything, am I?" His chocolate brown eyes lifting to look at hers for a brief few seconds before pulling that eye contact away. The sound of rolling thunder outside was a lot louder now. Like a growl that turned into a roar. That storm outside wasn't holding back it seems. @𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

Cecelia chuckled as she would grab one of her plushies from the bed, a small red fox as she would hug to it, resting her head on it “Well, I guess this town isn’t used to having attractive punks?” she said questioning how to even word it. The town they were in was quite small, definitely a, all neighbors know one another town, so when a new person shows up it’s quite a shocking to everyone “or well.. you know what I mean, I guess everybody just wants a piece of you— or well- not in ugh..” she chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck unsure how to even word that she wanted to say in the beginning “Just ignore em if it’s making you feel uncomfortable, trust me.. if I was in your shoes I’d feel uncomfortable as well, and I don’t blame you..” she’d shudder in disgust as he switched topics, asking if she was fine. Cece would nod, as she looked at him “no.. it’s fine, I’m the one who invited you in.. and everything so, I don’t feel uncomfortable— be—“ she would jump, startled at the unexpected loud thunder, falling back on her bed as she would let a laughter out, holding her heart, as the wind would pick up as the rain pounded on her window “Whew! I’m sorry, that caught me off guard” she would chuckle, sitting back up losing her train off thought on what she wanted to say, as she would compose herself and looked back at him “Yeesh, it seems to be getting worse by the minute” The brunette commented as she would get up and head towards her window to lift the blinds slightly so they were able to see outside “we haven’t had a thunderstorm like this in awhile, I’m glad you came in, I woulda felt awful knowing you were out there especially with thunder like that!” as she’d would head back to her bed, sitting down

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“Worst case scenario, you stay the night, we have an empty guest bedroom, or I can take the car and drive you home when the rain dies down it’s your choice” Cece would say, as she shrugged. She honestly didn’t mind his company, in fact it felt nice, she hasn’t felt this way in awhile around a man, given what happened to her, as Cecelia would turn her head hearing her mothers voice claiming dinner was ready “Oh! Come on” Cece would set the stuff animal down as she would get up leading Sebastian back to the kitchen as her mom would have a variety of food set out, the main dish being a garlic and herb chicken, and on the sides in separate dishes , mash potatoes, and gravy in a smaller bowl next to it, broccoli and a salad, as Greta would smile seeing the two enter. Cece eyes falling upon Kayla who was seated far with an annoyed expression, clearly her mom had a good talkin with her “Sit sit, help yourself dearie I hope your okay with chicken” Greta said smiling as she motion the two to sit, as Cecelia would make her plate and then sit down, Greta doing the same after Sebastian helped himself “So Sebastian. Tell us about yourself? Have you been living in the neighborhood for a while now? Or did you recently move? How long have you been baking for!” @PunkPulse (Fauna)

"Attractive punks?" Sebastian questioned, raising an eyebrow. "Well, lately I have been getting a lot of looks. I don't know if that's a good thing or not.." he shrugged. The words that Cecelia had told him repeated in his head. Ignore them if they make you feel uncomfortable Did those words make him uncomfortable? He wasn't sure. Sebastian had mainly kept to himself and wasn't really one to openly talk to people. His love life was non-existent too. He never had a girlfriend or anything growing up. Was never interested. So hearing the words that some women would say about him or to him was a strange feeling. He wasn't sure if it was good or bad. The thunder was loud this time, echoing outside in the dark skies. Rain pouring down heavy now. Watching Cecelia jump at it was almost amusing. But he didn't show it on his face. "If you're fine with me staying here tonight I don't mind it. I'll have to properly pay you back for all of this" he told her. While his face was hard to read and understand at times since he didn't show too much emotion, he did feel something. Was it.. gratitude? The fact that Cecelia was being nice to him, despite having a fear of men and wasn't openly flirting with him. It felt.. really nice. Once the call from Greta could be heard from the kitchen, Sebastian followed after Cecelia out of her room and down to the kitchen. There was quite a selection of food made. Thankfully, he wasn't a picky eater and would be fine with just about anything given to him. "I am, thank you" he took his plate and went to help himself to some chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy, a fair helping of broccoli and a bit of salad. A little of everything. Sebastian took his seat next to Cecelia and began to dig in. The food was surprisingly very good. Not like he was thinking it was bad or anything, but just.. really flavorful. Greta spoke up asking some questions about Sebastian who had to swallow his food first before speaking. "Oh, uh.. No, I've lived in this tow

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n for a while" he responded, taking another bite of his food. "I've been baking since I was a kid. My grandmother taught me how and I've been in love with it ever since." In terms of talking about himself, there really wasn't much to say. He was a punk, sure. But it's not like he went out and did anything crazy. Sebastian didn't really like socializing with people much anyway. Whenever he got home, he was learning about something new to bake. @𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

“No, it’s no big deal” she would say as she fiddled with her fingers, the pounding in her chest slowly dying down as she would look out the window “I’m glad you chose to stay, honestly, I don’t think I could even drive in this weather!” she would say snickering quietly to herself as she’d then look back to him “after dinner I’ll help set up the room for you ok?” and as if on cue, her mother called them down for dinner as they went down and plated their food, Cecelia wasn’t surprised when Greta bombarded him multiple questions, it was a Yves classic.. any new guest here was always bombarded with 5-6 questions at the time.. and even follow up questions to the question before someone could answer. A small smile formed on her face as she watched her moms eyes light up with joy to his responses “Oh is that so!! I probably saw you around when you were a baby then, after all this town is small, I can’t believe I haven’t see you before.. hm” Greta shrugged as she then would look to Cecelia and Kayla pointing her fork at the two “You know, these two used to bake with their grandma all the time—“ “Oh mom! Not this story” Kayla groaned, as Cecelia would chuckle, Kayla hiding her face in embarrassment as Greta would wave it off “They were such mischievous little girls, throwing flour at one another and what not. Well one day, their grandma was teaching them to make Cookies, and little Miss Kayla mistaken the salt for the sugar and put a whole 1 1/2 cups in it while grandmas and Cecelia’s backs were turned to her” Greta would chuckle along with Cecelia “Yeah.. they were the saltiest little cookies ever, and now whenever Kayla bakes cookies we always ask her if she used sugar this time” Cecelia would chime as Kayla was fuming with anger “But that’s very nice dear that your grandma taught you how to bake, and that your continuing her cooking for her” she smiled “is there anything in particular you love to bake—“

“Oh! Oh at work mom he made these delicious apple cinnamon rolls.. his grandma taught him that, they melted in your mouth, I’ll bring you some back if he makes it again.. but I think that’s his favorite to bake. Unless I’m wrong” Cece would shrug as she then changed the subject, snapping her fingers “oh right..Sebastian is going to be staying the here if that’s ok, I don’t want to drive in this storm and besides the guest bedroom is open” Cece would say as Greta looked at him and nodded “Yeah! Yeah absolutely, I was about to suggest that and I’m glad you did, Sebastian sweetie I’ll give you some pajamas, they are old clothes my husband doesn’t wear anyways” Greta would say waving her hand as if this was no biggie as dinner came to an end, Cecelia would get up and pick up hers and Sebastian’s plate and bring them over to the sink, as she would motion Sebastian to follow her, as they were going up the stairs she’d semi shout “Mom I’m going to set up the guest bedroom!” as Greta would respond with an ok, Cecelia would lead him into a room across from hers. The room was plain, barely any decoration on the walls, a spacious closet and a half bath, as Cece would open the closet and grab sheets , as she began to change the sheets “Tomorrow, I’ll drive us to work.. I know you start way earlier than I do but that’s ok, I suppose I could make myself some coffee and study before my shift, and then I also leave early since I have an exam..” she’d sigh heavily “I’m so not prepared for it” she would say as she finished preparing the bed “there we go, fresh sheets, and the blanket was washed yesterday.. my mom should be up with the spare clothing if so chose to wear them.. uhm.. uh.. what else..” she would say rubbing the back of her neck “Is there anything else I could do for you..?”

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@PunkPulse (Fauna)

Sebastian continued to quietly eat his food while listening to Greta talk about Kayla and Cecelia. Seems when they were younger they also baked with their grandma. A fitting similarity. It was kind of relaxing just sitting there and sharing a meal with them. Listening to the story that Greta was telling all the while embarrassing Kayla in the process was an added bonus. Trying to imagine the two as little kids throwing flour at each other did remind him of a time when he was baking with his own grandma. A time where a little butterfly had wandered into the kitchen after his grandma left the window open. From what he remembered, the butterfly landed on his nose while he was sifting flour into a bowl and ended up sneezing. The flour cloud from that sneeze alone coated his entire front in white powder. Ever since then he had been wary of Butterflies. When Greta had asked what he liked to bake, he wasn't able to answer quickly enough. Or rather, maybe Cecelia was a little too excited to answer for him. The male was quiet for a few seconds after she had finished mentioning the apple cinnamon rolls from earlier today. "No, you are right. They're one of my favorites.." Though, there are other things I like to bake too. I won't mention them for now. Maybe another time he thought to himself as he finished off his dinner. The mention about staying over, he had thought that maybe Cecelia's mom would deny it, given he was a random guy. But it seemed that she liked him enough, or maybe was just being considerate this one time. It was hard to tell exactly with such spirited energy, unlike himself. "I appreciate it, thank you" he responded. Her husband? Come to think of it, I haven't met him yet. Is he as spirited as Greta? That might be too much positive energy for me if that's the case.. he thought with a faint sense of dread clinging to it. When dinner came to an end, Sebastian rose from his seat, pushing the chair in and following Cecelia up the stairs. *Have I ever sta

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yed over at someone's place before? Now that I think about it, I haven't. This is a first..* The room that he was led to happened to be across the hall from Cecelia. It was a plain room with a half bath. Which was to be expected given it was a guest bedroom. It wasn't like someone was living in this room. "Drive us to work? Are you sure that's okay? I don't want our coworkers getting the wrong idea" he mentioned. Not like he was thinking anything negatively about the idea of the two leaving the same car. That'd be the equivalent of leaving the same house together. Then again, they were adults, not some airhead high schoolers. "Or rather.. well.. never mind. Forget I said anything" he decided to wave it off. He was just concerned about what others would say about her. But now that he thought about it, since he was to be there early, that meant there wouldn't be others. Maybe the boss, but besides that, others wouldn't know about it. So maybe it was okay after all. After pulling himself from his own thoughts, he noticed that Cecelia had made the bed. She also seemed to have mentioned an exam. Is she in college? "What exam are you studying for?" @𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

Cecelia would raise a brow. Get the wrong idea? How would they get the wrong idea— oh, right “no- no no no” she would nervously chuckle trying to shake the thought out of her head “They won’t I promise, and if they do I’ll be sure to have a chat with them, besides they are uhm.. well aware of my fear-“ she’d mumble softly to herself before piping back up “but they will see your car in the lot no!?” the brunette would say as she titled her head in the slightest to look at him, before being interrupted with a knock. Greta coming in with some clothes and a dentist goodie bag “Sorry to intrude, I brought some stuff, you know these dentist always given out these little goodie bags with a toothbrush and toothpaste, a perfect time to use them” she would squeal as Cecelia facepalmed embarrassed, as Greta would set the things on the bed and leave the two alone “Or rather what—“ she would say as he would immediately brush it off, Cece would shrug figuring it was best to not push him on telling her as she would finish making the bed all neatly, a proud smile on her face, as the rain started to turn into hail hitting the window, as she would look out the window, until he asked her that question “Huh? Oh- it’s for my management 1225 class. It’s a written exam, nothing too hard, or so I think” Cece shrugged “I’ve been studying here and there and the concept seems basic enough but.. whenever I get the paper I seem to freeze and not to as good as I want too” she would say as she then shrugged. Cecelia never failed a class herself, but she has given herself very high expectations, anything below a B+ was considered a failing grade. Nobody know where she got this mentality from she just kinda adopted it throughout her university

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“If you need anything uhm, text me” she would say looking around and grabbed a piece of paper and pen and wrote her number down on it. I know I know she could have merely asked for his phone, or given hers but she didn’t want to just give the number out, maybe he wouldn’t need her through the night, maybe after this they would never talk on the phone or text, who knows, she figured this was the best way, as she would set the paper down back on the desk “anyways, I’m going to head to bed.. night Sebastian” she smile softly as she would nod her head slightly and exited the room when she got back to her room she’d closed the door and locked it, as she normally would, and changed into her pajamas, checked fluffy pants and a sports bra as she went to brush her teeth and do her skin care, the time nearing 11 as she would sit on her bed to do some work, her phone nearby incase if he were to text her or not (Sorry it’s short!! I kinda kept it open, but if you want to time skip to morning you can!)

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@PunkPulse (Fauna)

When the sound of a knock interrupted the two of them, his head turned to see Greta popping in with clothes in her arms. "Ah, thank you. I appreciate it" he would tell the woman before she left the two of them alone once more. He took the little bag of dentist goodies and set them to the side while he picked up the clothes she had given him. Hm, these do seem to be about my size.. Well, the pants at least, I don't know how I feel about wearing this long sleeve to bed.. he thought to himself. Cece seemed to speak up regarding his question about what she was studying for. *A management 1225 class? Is that for a new job she wants to get or something? "If you freeze up at the written, it'll be hard for you to pass, right?" he started, tucking the clothes under his arm as he faced the female before him. "I'd suggest doing some exercises to lower that anxiety. Or maybe not think of it as an exam? I'm not the best to suggest things so don't take what I say to heart. But thinking of something pleasant can help ease the anxiety. Thinking of your exam as nothing more than a reminder of all that you learned so far.. you could instead view it as a recap. Start slow with each question and give some thought. Overthinking leads to doubt, and doubt causes the mind to alter its choices." After that little chat, she wrote her number down on a slip of paper, letting Sebastian know that if he needed anything that he could text her. Right now, he seemed content on his arrangement so he just nodded his head. "Right, night.. Cece" Sebastian watched her leave and he waited for a moment before going ahead to strip out of his clothes and put on the pajamas given to him. He was right though, the shirt was a bit small, so he left it on the nightstand. His other clothes were set on the nightstand as well, folded neatly. Taking the dentist goody bag he left for the bathroom to brush his teeth. Standing there in front of the sink, idly brushing his teeth; Sebastian wondered what tomorrow wou

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ld bring. Hopefully a day of zero drama and an easy workday. After spitting and rinsing out his mouth, the male left for his bed, crawling into it and turning off the nearby lamp. Sleep took over him rather quickly that night. To sleep so peacefully and heavily, the day before must have really worn him out. When morning came around, Sebastian was still asleep. One of the things he forgot to do was set his alarm. Probably because he was so caught up in everything yesterday. @𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂

@𝓢𝓪𝓫𝓫𝔂 unpinged- will responded by Friday night ))

Cece would rub the back of her neck, as she leaned against the doorway, looking down at the ground “Yeah, I’m hoping to become a manger, or even a business owner some day” she said with a faint smile along her lips, chuckling at how he mentioned if she freezes at the written aspect “Hm, that’s true but luckily I like writing, once I get a get flow I can go on and on..” she said as she looked up at him, nodding “I usually do my breathing exercises.. or just meditate before hand..” she said her voice trailing as she would listen to the rest of what he had to say. It was quite cute hearing him ramble about suggestions on how to calm down before an exam, as she would snicker, pushing herself off the doorway “Yeah.. I’ll do those, thanks” she smiled, waving bye after she gave him her number to text her. As she left she would return to her room and get ready for the night. Sitting in her bed with her headphones in as she was reviewing everything once more, as it was nearing 1am, she would put her stuff away and head to bed The Next Morning Beep, Beep, Beep- quietness, as Cecelia would turn her phone alarm off, softly groaning to herself as she rolled over to check the time. 5am as Cecelia would stretch and get up, exhausted as she only got about 4 hours of sleep. Getting up she would go and brush her teeth, getting herself ready for the day as she cracked her door open and made her way towards the guest bedroom, gently knocking she’d let herself in and notice him still sleeping “Shit..” she softly said unsure what to do, she didn’t want to wake him up and scare him, at the same time she didn’t want to embarrass him. She would stand there for a good 15 seconds before taking a deep breath and making her way further into the bedroom, until she was nearby, gently shaking the man sleeping “Sebastian..” she softly said, removing her hand hoping that would wake him up

1:56 PM

@PunkPulse (Fauna) (soooooo sorry)