@priceofpride // ♡’d for a modern sc !!
THE SEASON OF GIVING, one of her favorite times of the year. to let loose in the kitchen, batch up anything from a nice, warm meal to cookies and cake. not to mention, the children down at the hospital, always paid mind to the smallest details of what they would like as presents. she began to run a drive through her live streams, to make enough for the many gifts she wanted to bestow upon the lovely children.
her she was, at a crossroads. wondering if it may be overboard to cook for them as well. yet.. she marveled with wonder at the beautiful assortments of cake displays, themed with christmas joy. the mint gaze, viridescent, as they glimmered with awe. lips parted as she just stared through the window from outside. it didn’t help that she was absolutely famished, had barely gotten done from her quick little workout down at the roller rink. not to mention, a shower was needed seeing as her early paint session left a mess on her hands and small prints of paint around her cheek. cheeks aflush, pants a little erratic, a little heavy, finally hearing the hunger as an intrusive growl from her stomach ripped through the silence-- startled her with an embarrassed squeak.
stumbling back, always so clumsy and oblivious, her back pressed against something firm but warm. slowly, a quick gander was shot towards the source of warmth, the gaze met with an irate one. ‘uwaaaaah! he seems so scary and angry! it makes him look much more handsome but... he’s quite angry nonetheless!’ a frantic gaze was replaced as an apologetic, nervous smile was cast as she was about to voice out an apology. that was until... another growl ripped came from her stomach. always had a knack for making a situation messier than it should be.
“uwaaaah!! s--so embarrassing! i haven’t gotten to eating yet and then those really pretty, delicious looking desserts on the display had me distracted, y--you see.” beads of sweat began to adorn her face, the nervous smile still carved on her face. “they would make a really nice part one gift to the children at the hospital. a--ah, there i go again, getting distracted! i just rudely bumped into you, and i’m bumbling around here like a silly goose, i’m sorry about that! how can i make this up to you?” the question, asked more to herself than him, a light lit up in her head as her features were much more confident, more bright.
something that always came to mind was her friends and definitely food. seeing as the ladder would probably solve everything, including her ever-growing hunger, she was now determined to make it up to him to treating him to something nice for the trouble he went through.
“let me treat you to something to eat! hope you haven’t ate yet but.. i can’t possibly take no as an answer. it would put me at ease to know that i was able to put you in a better mood with a full and content stomach.” afterwards, she can carry on with an eased mind and come back to get the ingredients to happily bake goodies for the children and for her beloved friends. an early christmas celebration.
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