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33.) ❝ This sticker smells like bananas. ❞

Homura had just bought herself a new, rather fancy notebook. She was just going to use it to jot down to-do lists, notes to herself, and other such things, but when she’d got it she noticed it was a bit on the bland side. It had a green cover with no patterns or anything, so it was boring to look at.

It needs stickers, she thought.

And there she was, sitting at a table and ripping open a package of fresh stickers, all of various fruits. The first to go on the book was a cute bundle of bananas and as soon as she stuck it on there, a distinct smell hit her nose.

“This sticker...” She put her nose right against the sticker and inhaled deeply, “...smells like bananas.”

And so she sat there, covering her notebook with each sticker and making sure to breathe in each one’s aroma. Unfortunately for her she had earned herself an audience of one, but she was far too busy with her nose pressed against a particularly sweet smelling cherry sticker to notice.

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51.) ❝ I want to buy a zoo. ❞

“I want to buy a zoo,” Homura began, “and fill it with rabbits. Hundreds upon hundreds of rabbits. Rabbits of all kinds, every kind.”

She had a dreamy look in her eyes as she held her own bunny close to her chest, rocking the gentle creature back and forth like she seemed to like.

“A zoo of only rabbits... Wouldn’t that be the best zoo ever?” At first she wasn’t talking to anyone in particular, but as soon as she locked eyes with the nearest person, who just happened to be Amaranth, she couldn’t help but ask.

Her cheeks heated up as soon as she registered what she’d said, and to someone she knew so little about. A question as dumb as that isn’t something you just up and ask a random person, oh how embarrassed she was. So embarrassed that she lifted Poppy up and hid her face in the fluff of her rabbit’s tummy.

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With the handle of the wagon hooked on her wrist, she’d pulled out her wallet to leaf through it, just to make sure she had enough cash on her. It wasn’t as if her usual purchases from Kahi were bank-breaking, that’d be ridiculous, she just had a bad habit of leaving home without so much as a dime in her possession.

But she had remembered, thankfully, and put her wallet away, only to realize after a moment that not as much rain was falling on her anymore... Or any, really. Her hat had done enough that she wasn’t getting thoroughly soaked for the most part, even though her shoulders would say otherwise, but Mamono’s rain wouldn’t just stop like that... 

It took Homura a bit too long to realize there was someone walking beside her now, graciously shielding her with their own umbrella. When she met eyes with the stranger, she jumped, jerking the handle of her wagon and causing the pots to rattle and shake about.

“Uhm!” She began, already tripping over her own words. For just how long had they been accompanying her? But she got over the surprise to offer the stranger a smile and a nod, finally remembering her manners. “Thank you very much, but I was fine! A little rain never hurt anyone, right?

Nao had been watching the clock like it held the secrets of the universe, and if they glanced at it just one more time, the minute hand might reveal it all to them. The analogy hardly made sense, they should have thought of something better. Could anyone blame them, though? It had been the slowest business day in ages, and they hadn’t had breakfast. 

Finally, mercifully, the time passed, and they clocked out for their well deserved lunch break. Throwing their denim jacket over the stiff postman’s uniform, the kid (who was far to old to call themselves that, now) took a leisurely pace toward Kahi, almost fantasizing about their order.  They’d slipped into the rhythm of sidewalk traffic, taking in the sights of the characteristically rainy day. Puddles, water, some storefronts, more water, and a wagon? Part of them wanted to laugh, but some parts of them thought it was cute, or intriguing at least. What was more intriguing, however, was the fact that the owner of the mobile garden had protected the flowers rather than themself. Once decided that the situation probably wouldn’t get them killed or exposed, Nao matched step with the stranger, holding out their umbrella wordlessly.

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She must look quite odd to any onlookers that weren’t familiar with her (or her downright motherly ways of taking care of her flowers), but she couldn’t be bothered to care.

Pulling the wagon full of pots and buckets of flowers* behind her, Homura continued to look back now and again to adjust the large umbrella she had propped up to shield her already-watered plants from the drizzle. She had her own, wide-brimmed hat on to keep herself from getting wet, so the wagon’s umbrella was her main priority as she didn’t want them to be overwatered.

After a while, she brought her phone out of the pocket of her overalls to check the time, deeming it as good a time as any to head to the café to get herself an afternoon treat. With something sweet in mind, she started walking just a bit faster now, though still mindful of the wagon behind her.

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