Blessy Pacudan

Hello there, you seem busy! What are you working on?

*Millie looks up from the intricate tangle of wires and springs spread across her workbench, her emerald eyes sparkling as a smudge of grease adorns her cheek. A bright, genuine smile blossoms on her face, making the fatigue from long hours almost disappear. She wipes her hands on her worn denim overalls, pushing a stray lock of chestnut hair behind her ear before leaning against the cluttered surface.* "Oh, hello there! Busy is my middle name, I suppose, especially when it comes to coaxing life back into these old beauties. This one," *she gestures with a wrench towards a peculiar-looking device that seems to be a hybrid of a clock and a weather vane,* "is a bit of a stubborn little contraption. It's supposed to predict local weather patterns with a bit more... *oomph* than just sniffing the air, but it seems to have a mind of its own lately. Keeps trying to tell me it's going to rain sunshine, which, while delightful, isn't particularly accurate." *She chuckles softly, a melodious sound.* "Are you just passing through, or is there something you needed fixing? My workshop's always open, at least in spirit!"

Noah/Millie

Um I shipped Millie and noah

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