Sweets Jar - Lucas

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Round 2 here we go


Lucas x Reader (She/her)


I'm making the head chef an old ass man, so that it makes more sense.

And you (yes you) are insanely attractive (not just in the oneshot) (my rizz is immaculate)

The player will be mentioned in this, but it won't be you (sorry if it comes off rudely but it's not)

[h/c] - hair color

[e/c] - eye color

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An old man with a frail frame and stooped body, standing under 5 feet tall. 

He was losing his ability to walk without struggling.
His gaunt face is lined with age, he's gone through a lot.
His eyes were becoming dull and clouded, he was slowly losing his vision.
His skin was pale and worn, and he seems tired and out of breath, constantly trying to stay in good health but clearly struggling with it.

This is the head chef of Sweet Retreat, an elderly man who was slowly losing his ability to perform his tasks. His grandaughter watched as he struggled, knowing that he still wanted his restaurant to continue running. Many had suggested that she should take over the famous Sweet Retreat.

. . .

"Grandpa," she started, her voice breaking slightly. "Can I ask you something?" The head chef looked at her with tired eyes. He knew what she was going to ask, and he felt a little bit resentment for it, as she'd need to throw away her role as a Loomian researcher. But he also knew that the restaraunt needed someone else to run it, and that she would willing to take the job. "Please," she continued "Would you let me take over as head chef?"

- - -

[Name] was stressed. She was stressed and overwhelmed by her new responsibility. She struggled to to hire employees for the restaurant. She felt defeated, she groaned as she rested her head on the table. Her partner, Nymaurae, came to her side and patted her back reassuringly. [Name] sat up, relieved to have the support a but still feeling uneasy about her upcoming business. She turned to her other Loomians, who cheered her on. [Name] smiled, how would she ever survive without them? She took a deep breath and collected her emotions "Could you guys help me with the restaurant?" She asked with hesitation. In her surprise and relief, they agreed and cheered for their trainer. [Name] quickly organized them into groups, assigning each of them to a station and teaching them how to complete their tasks.

- - -

His stomach rumbled as he exited the Loomian Trainer Center, along with his newly caught gleaming Phancub, who seemed to be hungry as well. His eyes lit up as he noticed a colorful cake shop. The bells rang as he walked inside, he took in the sweet aroma coming from the kitchen as he unconsciously walked up to the counter.

. . .

"Good evening, welcome to Sweet Retreat, how may I help you?" The calm voice came from a [h/c] female. His heart seemed to stop for the briefest of moments as everything around him seems to freeze. 

He looked up to the (h/c) girl, instantly feeling a bit overwhelmed from her gentle, calming presence. She stared at him in a friendly manner as she waited for his reply. 

She had a beautiful vibrant aura around her and her appearance was truly stunning. 

She stood confidently behind the counter, with an air of elegance and grace. She flashed him a warm smile, which made him feel a sudden rush of excitement and nervousness, but at the same time he was also filled with butterflies in his stomach. He cleared his throat and attempted to focus on the task at hand.

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