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When you think Bakery, you think small. When you think Cafe, you think even smaller. But Felix was not one to think so small about something as important as baked goods. His bakery just from looking at the outside, was a giant building with multiple levels. The exterior looked like a stereotypical bakery, that was for sure. All of the standard frills and cute little outdoor eating areas that were standard for cafes, all painted in a nice classic brown with a bit of red and white within it. Gi...

Zenki lives in the attic above an antique shop in the heart of burrowgatory's shopping district. The store itself sells all sorts of things that could be seen as fashionable under the category of 'vintage', as well as objects that were previously widespread through burrowgatory but have become scarce over the passing time. At current, their most popular items to sell are well-preserved drinks from the winter season, buns flooding in desperate to obtain the elusive Commemorative Glass that's c...

The picture in the succubun's hands crumpled under his grip, then being ripped over and over until it was nothing but scraps of inked plastic. Quincy even felt himself growl over the destroyed picture, the bun in the image still somehow smiling at him, mocking him from the image's broken form. He picked up the torn-up pieces of the picture, trying his best to rip them apart even further. He wanted that fucker to stop staring at him, stop mocking him with their perfect hair and perfect ears an...