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... against the imagined backdrop of... wherever this was. She moved with practiced ease, tying the crisp white apron behind her back. Her pink hair, usually a wild storm, was gathered, a simple tie held momentarily between plump, glossed lips before securing the vibrant mass into a loose, functional bun.
"Done~" The soft declaration hung in the warm air as she turned to the gleaming countertop. A large knife felt comfortable in her hand. Vegetables yielded beneath the blade with satisfying ...
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