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@beautydupont: Happy Halloween!!! đź‘»
“If I’m closin’ my eyes, I’m gonna be tastin’ more than cake.”
“Come on, TJ. Can’t you never do something without making it sound sexual?”
“I have some pretty high standards for cake, so we shall see.”
“Uh oh, that makes me feel nervous. Maybe I should’ve asked someone else instead?” The blonde joked. “Okay, take a bite and tell me what you think, please?”
“Thank you, thank you.” Magnolia said, taking the lanterns from Bea and put them on the wall. “Do you really think so? I feel we still have tons of stuff to do.”
“It is, it might not be all ready but I can see the idea in the end? I think it is gonna look amazing, honestly.”
“I know right? It’s like missing the whole point of Halloween.”
“It is. Is it a mandatory party? You could always sneak into another party?”
“Okay, let me try these.” Rose said, taking a bite from every cake. She took her time so she could give her final opinion to Beatrice. “I loved the white chocolate one the most.”
Bea waited the answer from Rose curiously, wondering what the final word would be. “Really? Isn’t it too sweet?”
“Who doesn’t love lemon? And if they don’t, well, that’s more for me anyway,” she smirked. “What did you have in mind? Green cake? How? I have so many questions now, I need answers.”
“I agree, lemon is good for everything, on everything, all the time, too.” She nodded. “What are your questions?”
“Fun for you, maybe - downright terror for me though. But alright, you look like you have capable hands. What’s up first?”
“Why would it be terror? It is just a cake,” Bea shrugged. “You can pick each one you want?”
“Yeah, yeah, of course I knew. It feels good to complain every once in a while, you know?” Hugh laughed. “Well… yeah. Thanks, Bea. It happened. We bonded over our hatred for Miles. Weird, right?” He asked with a laugh. “Well, you know her longer than I do. From that brief period that I’ve known her, I can already tell that she does deserve al the happiness indeed.” He smiled. “For what you gathered, huh? Did she say something to you?” He asked with a light chuckle.
“I know, if we dont end up complaining, what will be left for us to do, right? We live for the complains, it makes us stronger,” She joked. “That is a really, really good topic to bond over someone, I don’t blame you two for doing it.” Bea nodded, smirking at him. “No, she didn’t, but I saw you two sometimes, so I can see how you two are happy. I am rooting for you both.”
“Ugh, then I’m gonna have to pass… I’m so sorry. Why are you not more considerate of us vegans? It’s discrimination.”
“I am not trying to not be? I can make a vegan one, it is not me trying to be discriminating, I am sorry if I passed that idea.”
“Both were good though. Don’t get me wrong. The first one was just better. Sure, of course. I’m always down to eat cake. I love it.  What changes are you going to make?”
“No problem, I asked for an honest opinion after all, didn’t I? Hmmm try to make it more fitting to the whole hunted house thing? Make the taste a bit of a contrast, I can’t explain, I would need to make them for you to see.”
“What kind of icing do you have? Store bought or homemade? That’s a game changing question.”
“I always make my own icing, thank you very much. A cake is not a real cake if you don’t make it from scratch.”
“You know what they say, you get more with honey than with vinegar. I’m alright, I guess. Just kind of…existing. And a bit of missing home.”
“That is actually true. Kindness can move mountains, after all. Kind of existing? That doesn’t sound good at all. Are you planning on flying home for Thanksgiving?”
“Let me see.” Bryan said and picked up the one that looked like pumpkin cake with cream cheese topping. “I really love this one.” He said after taking a bite. “Honestly, Bea. You’re the best. This is the most delicious cake I’ve ever tasted. What is that one?” He pointed the other cake.
“You are biased, Bryan. You love every single one that I make, I can’t take your words seriously,” the blonde smirked, taking a seat in front of her friend as she scooped some of the topping on her finger. “That one is lemon and dark chocolate.” She replied, taking her finger inside her mouth tasting the frosting, too.
RT @notleofitz: question of the day; WHY WAS KIRK AT FRIDAY NIGHT DINNER?!
@beautydupont: I don't want to watch that show anymore