#withflour

[lovehurried]

T.WITTER STARTER CALL  •  @withflour​

“How’re we doing in here, mama?” She asks from the kitchen doorway, smiling at the sight of her friend in her element. “Dawn’s got your little one helping out front, figured I’d see if you needed a hand back here.”

[lovehurried]

T.WITTER STARTER CALL  •  @withflour​

“Hey, um, I saw you were looking for a waitress?” Mia’s smile is a little nervous; for some reason, trying to get normal jobs is even more stressful than auditioning. “I don’t have a resume on me, but I saw the sign when I was passing and figured I’d come in anyway.”

[ritahanson]

CANON LINE STARTER CALL (T.WITTER)  •  @withflour​

She’s visibly tired, but she still lights up at the sight of her friend as she slides onto one of the stools at the counter - and outright grins once Jenna picks up the coffee pot on her way over to her. “Coffee would be wonderful.”

[lemonadelulu]

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃.          she marches on ahead from her mom ,  too concerned with the hot ,  angry tears streaming down her flushed face to think of anything other than how humiliated she feels.   her mom tenderly draping her jacket over her shoulders only serves to make her feel worse.   her mom cares so much ,  and lulu could tell from the moment that jackson pulled up in his car that mom didn’t approve ,  but lulu didn’t listen.   she ignored her mom’s gut feeling and got in the car anyway.   and here she is now ,  having to call her mom for a ride home.   god ,  she really is DUMB.   she marches through the front door and immediately sits down on the couch ,  body rigid and hands shaking in   ...   anger   ??   upset   ??   she wasn’t even sure.   all she knows is that she’s still in shock.   even when her mom flops down next to her on the couch ,  her hands still shake and pluck at the sleeves of her sweater.

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄   ---   𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅 ,  𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐁.          all she knows is that her eyes fill with more tears after her mother speaks.          ‘   but  I  AM  dumb   !!  I AM ,  mama   !!   I’m so stupid for thinking he’d ever be interested   !!   I  just  thought ,  I  thought  for  ONE  MOMENT  that  one  boy  was  actually  interested  and  didn’t  just  think  I  was  WEIRD   ...   is  no  one  gonna  ever  be  interested ,  mama   ??   ’          she roughly rubs at her eyes with her sleeve.   it hurts   ---   but she doesn’t feel like being soft.          /          @withflour, x.

[lemonadelulu]

@withflour ordered: “with days like these, we can only do the best we can.“

𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫-𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝.   this pie crust was not playing ball ,  and it was really starting to grate at her. she’d tried everything -- chilling it ,  warming it up ,  adding flour ,  adding water ,  throwing it against the wall ( though that was out of pure frustration -- either way it should’ve helped build up gluten ) but it was not doing as it was told.  either it got too sticky and moist or it got dry and cracked the second she touched it.  she groans loudly ,  feeling tears prick in the corners of her eyes.  crying over a pie seemed like the stupidest thing in the world ,  but if she couldn’t get this dough ready by the time her mother finished closing the register then they wouldn’t have enough dough for pies for the next day. she can hear her walk into the prep room but lulu doesn’t dare look up ,  for fear of completely losing her cool and bursting into tears.        ‘   mama ,  I  can’t  do  it  !!  this  crust  is  driving  me  crazy ,  I  can’t  do  it  like  you  can  !!  I’ll  never  do  it  like  you  can  !!  ’

[lovehurried]

(T.WITTER) STARTER CALL  •  @withflour

The night - her first night of freedom - is going so well, until she steps out of the cab to find Joel waiting in front of her building. She bristles when he questions where she’s been, but that’s nothing compared to how she feels when he tells her that he’s ‘thinking of giving it another go’ like he’s the only person who gets a say in it. 

She watches the way his expression changes when she says no, the way his eyes harden when she doesn’t just cave in, and then she stands there staring at his back as he stalks away from her with the too-familiar feeling of tired anger bubbling in her chest. She wishes she’d gone to Harlem with Tommy and the others instead; if she’d come home later then surely he wouldn’t have still been waiting? As it is, she heads upstairs in a daze and ends up having to recount the conversation to her father, which only makes her feel worse.

She doesn’t really sleep. She’s up before either of her parents, throws on the first clothes she finds - which is as big an indication of how she’s feeling as anything else, really - and heads for the first place she can think of that isn’t this building which houses too many years’ worth of memories.

She offers up a tired but genuine smile when she enters the diner - first customer of the day, by the looks of things - and walks to perch on a stool at the counter near to where Jenna is putting pies onto display stands.

“I’m tempted to offer to help, but I already know you won’t let me.”

[lovehurried]

SURPRISE STARTER  •  @withflour

He’s something of a connoisseur of various diners around the country, but even with that in mind he’s still sometimes astounded by particular establishments. As is his habit, he’s already recorded a note to send to Diane about how wonderful this place is by the time the owner makes her way to his booth offering a refill of coffee.

“Excuse me, but the young lady who served me tells me you’re the genius behind these pies?”

[ritahanson]

•  JENNA  •

⚠️ — a text meant for someone else.

( TEXT TO: Rita ). can you make sure we have sticky buns out? ( TEXT TO: Rita ). Phil told me that they’re her favorites ( TEXT TO: Rita ). I want to surprise them when they come in so make sure they’re up front! ( TEXT TO: Rita ). you’re the best, cal

[ TEXT: Jenna Hunterson ]  I figured you’d be more upset if I didn’t reply to this! [ TEXT: Jenna Hunterson ]  And I didn't want you and Cal to be confused later [ TEXT: Jenna Hunterson ]  You’re such a sweetheart, Jenna. We’re so lucky to know you  ♥