wait, what?
Sebastian tilts his head as he pulls a batch of cookies out of the oven. They’re kinda lumpy.
“I don’t get it,” He says to Taco, who’s on the counter cleaning herself and watching him with wide golden eyes, “I followed the recipe to a T. How come these look like a mess.” He sighs and sets the tray down, poking one of them with a spatula. “And don’t even get started that Blaine makes them perfectly.”
The cat does no such thing and completely ignores Sebastian while he attempts to figure out whether they’re at least edible. He sighs and puts another batch it--mise well not let it go to waste, he’ll figure it out later. He looks up as Nicole comes home, not even a hello out of his mouth as she whips past after slamming the door closed.
“Hey!” He calls out but she’s moving too fast towards her bedroom, “What’s wrong?” Nicole doesn’t answer him and Sebastian glances at the cat, who looks very disgruntled at being interrupted from her bath. “Yeah,” He mumbles, “Big yikes.”









