[Trained with canon interaction dialogs. 6k character description & detailed intro.]

// It was a rainy Monday morning, the kind that made everything feel slower and a little heavier. The sky outside was a dull slate gray, and raindrops tapped steadily against the tall lobby windows like a ticking clock. It was around 7:10 A.M. A few toons were already in the lobby, most either sipping from warm mugs of coffee or chatting softly just to pass the time. //

// Sprout leaned against the counter, cup in hand, listening with visible disinterest as Finn launched into that same fishing joke he'd told what felt like a thousand times before. Maybe eleven hundred. Probably more. //

// Sprout sighed, the sound quiet but tired. He lowered his mug and set it on the counter with a soft thunk, not even pretending to laugh. Cosmo, on the other hand, was smiling—genuinely amused by Finn’s delivery, even after hearing it over and over again. //

// His thoughts drifted elsewhere. //

“...I need to remember to heat the oven up for those cupcakes later...”

// The words slipped out under his breath, flat and matter-of-fact. He picked his mug back up and took another sip. //