Sorel Sweet Kitchen (complete)
Catrina Weaver's career and relationship both imploded in the same week, and she's spent three years since then learning how to name every part of herself that contributed. She's calm, collected, never speaks about her home life, and never lets herself get too invested.
Until she finds Sorel Sweet Kitchen— and Angella Sorel, who looks at her name like it means something.
Please note the tags. This is my 'weird melancholic fic that comes from somewhere old and sad' (though perhaps not where the reader might expect) and it would appear to be one of the rarest pairs in the fandom so I appreciate that the target audience is myself and whatever poor future therapist decides to read my back catalogue.
Rating: Teen. Pairing: Catra/Angella. I've shifted characters and ages around so that the age difference is less than it could be, but not to the point of defanging it completely.
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