Sophia’s in the kitchen, zeroed in on chopping Granny Smith apples. Her apron, dusted with flour, is embroidered in cursive font that reads: “Kiss the Cook.”
Megan’s brain, still half-asleep, supplies helpfully: Well, if the apron says to.
Megan walks up and plants a kiss on Sophia’s cheek — well, she aims for Sophia’s cheek. Sophia must have heard their old floorboards creak beneath Megan's feet on her walk over, and just as she turns, Megan’s lips catch the corner of Sophia’s mouth.
“Oh, sorry, I—” Megan pulls back. "It's just... Your apron said to."
— From Sticky Notes Chapter 8 aka the Friendsgiving chapter










