ℳ𝒪ℳℰ𝒩𝒯 : ̗̀➛𝓦𝓐𝓛𝓚𝓔𝓡 𝓢𝓒𝓞𝓑𝓔𝓛𝓛 𝓘𝓜𝓐𝓖𝓘𝓝𝓔𝓢

fundraiser

You and walker  found yourselves teamed up for a project.

The task at hand was unusual and challenging -

baking cookies for a fundraiser event.

The thing was we had to accomplish this without making any purchases,

using only what we had on hand.

An interesting predicament, indeed.

Despite our common goal, walker  and you were far from being friends,

making the entire situation a source of constant annoyance and irritation.

"I could use some help, walker  ," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Why should I? You seem to be managing just fine on your own," he  shot back, a hint of jest in his tone.

"I was thinking you could grab a baking tray," I suggested, choosing to ignore his remark.

Without a word, he reached out, grabbed a tray, and placed it next to me.

"Okay, now we need some parchment paper," I instructed.

I was standing in front of the cabinet, my hands busy with the task of tearing even pieces from the dough to ensure we had enough cookies.

walker  , with a surprising hint of gentleness,

grabbed my waist

, deftly moved me to the side, and reached for the parchment paper.

The unexpected contact sent a surge of warmth through me, spreading a rosy pink tint across my cheeks.

I tried to suppress the fluttering sensation in my stomach.

Glancing my way, walker  noticed my flushed cheeks

and his lips curved into a chuckle.

"Need more help, princess?" he teased, his tone dripping with sarcasm and a smirk dancing on his lips.

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repost from my other scenario book!