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[clocksandroses]

Who: Anybody
When: Day 120, afternoon/evening
Where: In and around apartment Psi
What: DELICIOUS BAKED GOODS

[Why does something smell so delicious.

. . . Well, it's probably because apartment Psi's door is open. Aoko's inside, setting aside a freshly baked batch of cookies to cool. There's already another batch in the oven.

And a weaponized mop/staff leaning within easy reach.]

Comments

[tonewlengths]

I see. I'm glad you could meet them again!

[clocksandroses]

[kyaaaaaa /)'3'(\]

You can probably meet them too, if you want!

[tonewlengths]

I'd like that. Are they staying with you, or somewhere else?

[clocksandroses]

. . . I hope they're staying with me.

[tonewlengths]

You could always lure them in with cookies.

[clocksandroses]

That'll be a delicate operation . . .

[tonewlengths]

I'll be your partner in crime if you like.

[clocksandroses]

I'll count on you!

[tonewlengths]

I won't let you down.

[clocksandroses]

In the meantime, do you want to try some?

[gestures towards the cookies]

[tonewlengths]

Oh, yes please! Thank you. [Reaching for one.]

[clocksandroses]

[THEY ARE TRIPLE CHOCOLATE AND LOOK DELICIOUS.]

You're welcome~. ♥ I hope you like them.

[tonewlengths]

[THEY ARE SO DELICIOUS]

Mm! These are really good.

[clocksandroses]

[and then my boyfriend is here too 'w' yessss good]

I used to make them all the time.

[tonewlengths]

[uho :)]

I do a lot of baking too, it's fun isn't it? And always a good way to pass the time.

[clocksandroses]

Maybe we could swap recipes sometime.

[tonewlengths]

That sounds like fun, I'd love to! Next time you can drop by my apartment.

[clocksandroses]

All right~!

Oh, and cookies would make great snacks when we're exploring!

[tonewlengths]

[Gasps, struck with an idea]

We could have a picnic!

[clocksandroses]

That's a great idea!

[tonewlengths]

I've never had a real picnic before, how exciting! We could bake all kinds of cookies and cakes and pies, and little sandwiches and fruit salads and... [This could go on a bit]

[clocksandroses]

[That's okay; Aoko can wait.]

[tonewlengths]

[Aoko is the best. Eventually realises she's rambling, normally she'd have been shut up by now and fumbles her words]

And- And yes, wouldn't that be nice? What foods would you like?

[clocksandroses]

Mmmm . . . Parfait isn't a picnic food, but it would be nice.

[tonewlengths]

Oh, yes! It's our picnic so we can make parfait if we want to.