Fae stopped by at my place the next day after school. We’re currently ikr kitchen making some brunch. With an apron on and some bits of flour covering me, I mix the contents in the bowl properly before wiping the sweat off my forehead using the back of my hand.
Fae let’s out a huff, chin resting above her palm. She’s been moping on the counter for twenty minutes now, going on and on about today. I give her a good stare before looking back at the bowl In front of me. Im experimenting on a some new recipes that’ll give me a bunch of good desserts. This one’s chocolate flavored- my favorite.
“I’m just saying that they should really change the teacher. I don’t like this one. They’re mean and barely give us any air to breathe. I want to enjoy school and not get stressed all the time.” Rant
