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The air in the kitchen was tantalizing filling the small space with its aromatic scent. The spaghetti Bolognese they had been working on was coming out well indeed. Rain sucks in a deep breath with pride, her cooking skills were clearly still quite good. The heavenly smell increasing her own hunger. She’d picked at her breakfast, the stress of having to eventually see the professor and all her pent up frustrations taking a toll on her appetite.
Now, that was a thing of the past. Her mind and heart felt light, lighter than a feather if that was a possibility. All that remained was the oncoming dinner with the twins, on
