Serina
We left the office, and headed towards the kitchen, since I was in the mood for baking again. I tended to do this when everything seemed to go wrong, because at least I know that the baked goods will turn out wonderfully.
I loved baking, there was always something simply therapeutic about it, that just seemed to calm my nerves. Alex and I prepped our ingredients. Today we were just going to bake for ourselves, and for the other two men in our lives.
Wayne came down the stairs, and went outside, presumably to let off some steam from our previous conversation, and I had to admit Victor had been a lot nicer lately, which seemed a lot out of character, even for him. I didn’t dwell on the thought though, and started adding the wet ingredients to the dry ones. Today we were making choc
