LET'S BAKE (( lmao watch es burn everything to the ground ))
10. Pumpkin Bread
[ TEXT FROM: esmeme]: Hey! Are you busy?
[ TEXT TO: esmeme]: naw im just @ home
[ TEXT TO: esmeme]: y?
[ TEXT TO: esmeme]: There’s a bake sale at work tomorrow :(
[ TEXT TO: esmeme]: say no more im omw
Esmé’s apartment looked... rough. Flora hovered a few inches above the floor to avoid contributing to the paw-and-footprints that were tracked across the living room. Hopefully, it was flour and not, like, cocaine. Heh. “Es? I just came through the door so... I’m here..?”
There was a clatter from the kitchen before a familiar purple head poked out, flour smudged across one cheek. Flora snickered and floated over, peering past her into the explosion of ingredients and utensils that had taken over most of the kitchen. “Not an accomplished chef then..?”