You're not into lemon? Fasir.

[ She leads her way into the kitchen depositing the bag of food and encouraging the one on her to climb off. She is incredibly gentle with the kittens. She can tell that they need some extra care before she attempts to figure out what to do with them. ]

Good thing I have more mixing bowls. I run Loaves of Love now and well, baking I'm good at. I'm also decent at cooking in case we need more than brownies.

[ Honestly the hair and everything else about Peace has something flutter in Annie. She honestly has no idea what is up. She hasn't liked a girl this much since that cute girl; Alissa had pulled her into a closet at a big slumber party Katie had thrown weeks before Dylan had moved to town. Alissa had been a bit punk compared to Annie's pink princess vibes but.... Man. Annie does have to admit this has thrown her for a loop. It reminds her of how she had been so into Alissa right up until Alissa started dating a different girl. Then Dylan had come in looking so new and like the perfect distraction.

Peace is just so cool and hot all at once. Fuck.

It's fine though. She'll play it by ear. ]

I've got everything we need out. Do you want a spare apron?