Baking was something she did as a sort of soothing past time; she rarely even had to actually focus on the measurements of recipes she knew by heart. Peanut butter cookies? One of her faves. She turned the radio on, music setting a nice background ambiance as she began mixing, rolling and spooning. Fred was sweet, in the most utterly naive of ways. It sort of drew her to him. Made her want to show him new things he hadn't tried, just to see the look on his face. Food, music, movies... among other things. A smile curved her lips as she thought further along those lines. Slyvie was going to kick her ass if she found out she was having 'impure' thoughts about her cousin. Something Sasha wasn't all too concerned about. He was sweet. And she enjoyed spending time with him. Popping a pan in the oven, she hummed along with the music.
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