Sweet & Unhinged
Rain tapped softly against the kitchen window while the two of them tried their hand at baking.
Serena handled the batter. Sansa handled the very important job of making sure enough of it mysteriously disappeared.
“You're eating the ingredients.”
“I'm testing them.”
By the time the cookies came out of the oven, there was flour on their clothes, chocolate on the counter, and laughter filling the kitchen.
It wasn't perfect.
It was better that way. 🥣✨
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