flayn

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Perhaps I will be the one doing the cooking for now on...

[fishingforcompliments]

From the sound of things, that would be very surprising!

[haha]

[preowned]

Right? Oh, that's exactly what I would want...

[ he's so? sparkly eyed ]

[fishingforcompliments]

It will happen! I am sure of it!

[no it won't their cookies are shit]

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We should also choose people who particularly enjoy sweets...

[fishingforcompliments]

Hmm... I am afraid I do not know much of other people's preferences when it comes to flavors, yet.

[it is, after all, only week zero.



writing that made me take psychic damage.]

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[ this thread is going to keep going until you're dead, britt

but he nods. ]

Then... is there anyone who comes to mind for some other reason?

[fishingforcompliments]

[i swear to god francy


this single thread is longer than some of my multi-thread catchalls with living people.]

...hmm, well... I suppose it would be nice to hear Dimitri compliment me on my cooking.

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Is he a friend of yours then? From home? Or where you were before?

[ sometimes the answer is both but still ]

[fishingforcompliments]

Yes, he is a friend. We were on the island together, and we both came from Garreg Mach Monastery.

[was it the same monastery? noooo... but flayn's not acknowledging being on separate routes yet.]

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... I see. That's like Kara-bou and I, then.

[ sort of. tsuru is also not acknowledging being from separate citadels. ]

What kind of things does Dimitri like?

[fishingforcompliments]

...as far as food goes, I have never heard him express any particular preferences.

[which makes trying to come up with something to cook for him kind of difficult, honestly.]

He is not a terribly picky eater.

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Well, there has to be something he likes just a little more than most things, even if it's for reasons other than taste...

[fishingforcompliments]

I am sure there must be, yes.

[does she look like she knows what it is? NOPE.]

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Our next mission is to figure out what it is!

[fishingforcompliments]

We shall complete the mission quite skillfully!

[


she's completely forgotten about their cookies.]

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[ i hate this so much ]

Hopefully, he will tell everyone about how good we are at this.

[fishingforcompliments]

Oh! Then we would be expected to prepare food for all of the camp, would we not?

[preowned]

I guess so... wow, we will have come a really long way then.

[ stop sounding like this is an actual possible future ]

[fishingforcompliments]

I cannot wait! It will be quite exciting!

[this is literally never going to happen because he's FUCKING DYING]

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[ at least they made these happy memes together. i meant to write memories but my ipad changed it to memes but i am keeping it.

he opens his mouth to speak, but-- hm. ]

Is that smoke?

[fishingforcompliments]

[your ipad knows.

anyway -]

Oh, no...! [TIME TO WRENCH THE OVEN OPEN but like, awkwardly, since they're still stuck together. and it is definitely smoke.] How did that happen...?! They have not been in there that long!

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I'm not sure... maybe it's broken?

[ the oven, he means. he does not know how to fix one.

or maybe they should not have it at the highest fuckin temperature. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

It might be... I have no idea how to fix it.

[BAD.]

[preowned]

Neither do I... ah, how dangerous.

[ he is going to try to get a closer? look at the oven??

please turn it off ]