she’s covered in flour, and half – baked dough, other ingredients scattered across her hair and arms ( a sight to behold, a fire extinguisher in her hand explains the obvious stench of smoke and burnt pastries in the room ). and as she exhales a heavy sigh, Tsubaki blows a stray hair from her face, leans against the wall and places the now emptied artifact on the rug beneath them.
“ so, i guess i won’t be asking Blackstar to help me bake the second round of cookies … ” voice sounds defeated, smoke still pours through the kitchen door behind her as she glances up at Yukako with apologetic smile, “ sorry, i completely forgot you were stopping by ! do … uh, you want a cookie? I think i saved about five or so before i had to use this to put down the fire … ” ( @ymagishi )