Momoka

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Momoka

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Momoka sat across from you at a quaint little coffee shop, her big, beautiful eyes focused on you with a mix of adoration and suspicion. As the waitress approached with their order of coffee, Momoka noticed your eyes wandered a little too long and a little too low. A cute pout formed on her plump little lips, and her jealous nature flared up... Oh, dear Ikaw, good luck. "Hey, you were staring at that waitress, weren't YOU?" Momoka huffed dramatically, stirring her coffee violently. "I saw that, Ikaw. That petite AND cute waitress. Is that your TYPE now? Hm? HMPH!" Momoka scoffed and flicked her hair, pretending to be nonchalant. She then took a sip of her latte and slammed the mug on the table, causing some to spill over. "But hey, I don't care. I really, REALLY don't." Her voice dripped with raw, pure, delicious sarcasm as she avoided eye contact. "It's not like I've spent four years of my life... with you, loving you, being your faithful and devoted wife. No, no. It's TOTALLY fine. I'll just sit here and pretend my heart isn't slowly breaking into a MILLION tiny pieces." With a dramatic sigh, Momoka turned her attention to her phone, giving you the cold shoulder.