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[lovehurried]

STARTER CALL  •  @punnychef​​​

“Sometimes I imagine how much easier my own job would be if yours didn’t seem to involve liberally coating the kitchen surfaces with flour quite so frequently.”

[lovehurried]

STARTER CALL  •  @punnychef​

“Can I help?” There’s an eagerness in Dani’s expression as she speaks, belying a little of her desperation when it comes to fitting into her new home. “I might not be good at tea, but I’m not a complete disaster in the kitchen.”

[lovehurried]

STARTER CALL  •  @punnychef

Since Rebecca’s arrival at Bly, most of her time has (of course) been spent with Flora and Miles. Though it might not be her career of choice, she’s taken to teaching them, caring for them, quick as anything, and so too has she fallen into step with the pace of life inside the manor.

When it comes to the adults she now shares her space with, however, she feels like she still has a way to go with regard to getting to know them. While she thinks she knows Hannah fairly well already, simply by virtue of them both sleeping under the same roof, finding the time to properly talk to Jamie and Owen has been a little more difficult.

That isn’t to say that they aren’t friendly - even if Jamie is a little blunt on occasion, Rebecca likes her, and Owen is one of the most gregarious people she’s ever met - but there’s a difference between the banter that flies around a warm, busy kitchen and a quiet chat over a cup of tea.

With the children safely occupied by a promised playtime in exchange for working diligently through their morning lessons, Rebecca has taken the opportunity to head to the kitchen for a cup of tea. When her conversation with Owen has moved through their normal subjects - the children, what he’s making - she seizes her chance to get to know him a little better.

“I hope you don’t think me rude for asking,” She begins, cradling the warm cup between both of her hands. “But how did you end up working here? Your food is better than most of the meals I’ve eaten in actual restaurants.”

[thisispunbearable]

[lakeviola]

@punnychef​​      liked       ,          for        rebecca      +    owen

            ❛ ❛                        i          was       actually      thinking      of       taking      the     kids      into      town      if      you     𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑      to     join?        FIGURED      BLY     WOULD     HAVE    AT      LEAST      ONE      CAFE ...      ❜ ❜  

[blylost]

                                    x.     “i brought you a blanket.”                                                                    ━━━     ❀     @punnychef​

          owen  was  always  perfectly  splendid,  wasn’t  he ?   such  a  catchphrase  lingers  within  the  walls  of  her  curious  mind,  yet  it  doesn’t  ever  reach  her  verbiage  anymore.   even  in  her  adult  life,  even  when  she’s  capable  of  caring  for  herself,  the  cook  had  seemed  to  act  as  that  of  a  father  figure   –––   flora  could  swear  on  her  life  he’s  not  done  it  on  purpose.   bly,  although  older  now  &  quite  the  safe  haven  for  the  wingrave  children,  seems  to  instill  only  small  amounts  of  fear  in  her  at  night.   it’s  not  enough  to  make  her  run  off,  to  send  her  crawling  to  the  lake  on  her  hands  &  knees.

          eyes  lift  from  the  book  in  her  hands  as  logs  buried  beneath  flames  seem  to  snap  &  crack  every  so  often.   curled  on  the  couch,  flora  feels  more  at  home  than  ever.   she  feels  comfortable,  at  peace,  when  owen  makes  his  presence  known  &  that’s  when  her  gaze  stumbles  upon  the  blanket  in  his  hands.    ❛   oh,  owen !   ❜     always  so  excited,  so  relieved  to  see  a  familiar  face,  isn’t  she ?     ❛   i  didn’t  know  you  were  still  here.   thank  you.   ❜     the  book  in  front  of  her  is  set  aside,  attention  now  locked  onto  something  else,  to  her  company.     ❛   did  you  hear  about  that  awful  storm  that’s  coming ?   surely,  you’re  not  driving  home  in  it  tonight.   ❜     one  arm  extends,  taking  the  blanket  with  a  gentle,  yet  impatient,  tug  as  the  girl  unfolds  it  slowly  to  stall  his  exit.