Nights In White Satin - Trixya

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Wednesday, 25th of September 1968:

All the ingredients were on the kitchen counter. Katya was observing them with a fixed look next to her.

"Look, Kat, making cookies it's super easy" She started to explain with patience. She was trying to teach her friend the basics of cooking, since the russian always complained that she sucked at baking or generally any activity that involved a kitchen. "First, you add the melted butter and the brown sugar and you mix them together... and when those two are mixed, you add the egg and vanilla."

Katya, who stood very close to her, nodded as she watched the process. She was wearing a cute apron Trixie had insisted she put on, just like Trixie herself was.

"Do you wanna try?" The taller woman asked and her friend nodded again, so Trixie gave her the blender. As the girl started to mix, she watched her intently. Slowly her gaze fixed on her hair. The russian had beautiful french braids in her blonde hair.

"I love your braids. They look so good on you."

Katya stopped in her tracks, looking at her friend. Her cheeks looked flushed, but maybe it was Trixie's imagination. Why would she blush any way? She suddenly realized that they were so, so close. Her eyes were so clear that she couldn't help observing them. They were like a magnet. Maybe it was because she was jealous of them, because of her own boring brown eyes. That was probably it.

"Oh, you done?"

"Da!" She always liked when she said yes in russian, she sounded so cute. Trixie took the blender gently from Katya so they could move on to the next step.

Minutes later, after having made small balls of the dough, she was putting the tray with the cookie dough in the oven.

"And that's it, now we just have to wait!" Trixie said with a smile. "While we wait, do you want some tea?"

"Yeah sure." Katya grinned as well. As Trixie looked for the cups, her friend added, "You make it seem so easy. Baking, I mean. If I try to do it by myself, I'm going to burn my house." The russian had her eyes fixed on the oven, sighing and pouting.

"Oh my god, you're exaggerating. You're not going to burn your house. And I can help you as many times as you want me to."

"You will?" Her neighbor asked grinning.

"Of course, silly! Now let's drink some tea." Trixie said.

When the cookies were out of the oven and out on the table, still warm, and they were enjoying the tea, Katya asked Trixie something she seemed curious about. "How was your date?"

"Fine, we had fun! We went to the fair, played some games...and then we returned!" She took one cookie and tasted it. "Mmm, it's good" She said while she was trying to chew.

Katya tasted one as well and nodded in agreement. After she swallowed, she agreed with her. "They're so good, I don't deserve you as a friend." Trixie giggled a bit. "But... did you like him?" Katya continued steering their conversation back to her date.

"Yeah...I mean...we-we kissed," She hesitantly said and her neighbor's face quickly showed surprise.

"Trix, that's ...that's great!" The russian smiled a bit, but it didn't feel exactly right.

"I think yeah... I was so nervous!" She covered her face with her hands, feeling the blush creeping up on her cheeks.

"But that's' normal. Don't worry, Trix."

Slowly Trixie showed her face again and smiled at her friend who was already grabbing another cookie.

"I need another one, too."