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i've had this cat in my drafts for 2 months lmao
what's this cat's guilty pleasure? 300 words max!

ends june 20th @ CS rollover

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[b]Cat Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
[b]Age:[/b] (1 year or above)
[b]Prompt:[/b]

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Name: Roman
Gender: Male
Rank: Attendant
Clan: Ruby Red Resort
Description: black-based silver carnelian
spotted tabby with orange eyes
Age: 3 years
Edits: [NR] claws
[C] whiskers, min fur, ear tufts
[UC] long tail
Owner: Divantae

[Divantae]

Username: Divantae
Cat Name: Roman
Gender: Male
Rank: Attendant
Clan: Ruby Red Resort
Age: 3 years
Prompt:
Six o'clock sharp this cat arrives on the freshly polished tiled floors of the hotel, where he is greeted by the janitor wiping the counters clean as some of the workers file in, the sun's rays creeping past the windows as the day begins. Yawning, he idly makes his way to the lockers and dresses, donning the signature deep red undershirt and black vest. Rolling up his sleeves and tying his bow, he takes one last look in the mirror, which would usually earn him some teasing as a self-obsessed pretty boy from a certain cat, but today as he slicks the hair from his face he notes him missing from the locker mirroring his own. He simply shrugs and goes about his day as usual, though he can't help his curiosity from building as he still didn't see this one cat over breaks.

Tail flicking in agitation, Roman finally took it upon himself to find his locker buddy before he set out for the night. As he'd gleamed earlier that day, that sorry sap was working tirelessly on some sort of concoction, overworking himself as usual. Carefully, he shouldered the door to the kitchen only to be greeted by the strongest aroma of cinnamon and vanilla that ever hit him, sending a shiver cascading down his spine, and the most disorderly kitchen he's ever seen.

"Woah, what's up man?" Roman eyed the vast towers of bowls and trays, finally catching sight of the chef, looking embarrassed and exhausted.

Chuckling, Puff threw his paws up. "You caught me. A new recipe. Here, try it."

Now, Roman is not usually one to gorge on dessert, but let's just say that Puff is his new go-to when it comes to cinnamon-caked blondies topped with vanilla ice cream and a drizzle of caramel.

[300/300 words]

[pecanbaby]

Username: ᴀɴɢᴇʟᴄᴀᴋᴇᴢ
Cat Name: Waffle'Cone
Gender: identifies as all

Rank: Medicine Cat
Clan: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=4570112&hilit=misted
Age: 7 years
Prompt: Waffle'cones guilty pleasure is constantly dancing like nobody is watching, but when somebody confronts them, they clam up and pretend that nothing ever happened. The kits find it silly but the warriors of the clan feel slightly concerned by their constant wild wriggling and moving.

[Guest]

Username: Divantae
Cat Name: Roman
Gender: Male
Rank: Attendant
Clan: Ruby Red Resort
Age: 3 years
Prompt:
Six o'clock sharp this cat arrives on the freshly polished tiled floors of the hotel, where he is greeted by the janitor wiping the counters clean as some of the workers file in, the sun's rays creeping past the windows as the day begins. Yawning, he idly makes his way to the lockers and dresses, donning the signature deep red undershirt and black vest. Rolling up his sleeves and tying his bow, he takes one last look in the mirror, which would usually earn him some teasing as a self-obsessed pretty boy from a certain cat, but today as he slicks the hair from his face he notes him missing from the locker mirroring his own. He simply shrugs and goes about his day as usual, though he can't help his curiosity from building as he still didn't see this one cat over breaks.

Tail flicking in agitation, Roman finally took it upon himself to find his locker buddy before he set out for the night. As he'd gleamed earlier that day, that sorry sap was working tirelessly on some sort of concoction, overworking himself as usual. Carefully, he shouldered the door to the kitchen only to be greeted by the strongest aroma of cinnamon and vanilla that ever hit him, sending a shiver cascading down his spine, and the most disorderly kitchen he's ever seen.

"Woah, what's up man?" Roman eyed the vast towers of bowls and trays, finally catching sight of the chef, looking embarrassed and exhausted.

Chuckling, Puff threw his paws up. "You caught me. A new recipe. Here, try it."

Now, Roman is not usually one to gorge on dessert, but let's just say that Puff is his new go-to when it comes to cinnamon-caked blondies topped with vanilla ice cream and a drizzle of caramel.

[300/300 words]

winner!

[Divantae]

thank you!! I'll take good care of him ;o;