She busied herself around the kitchen, fetching this or that, and stacking them nearly on the counter. I however, took pleasure in taking the things she had set out already, and hiding them. I laughed as she searched around for something like baking soda when I had put it in the dishwasher when she had turned her back.
I gave up quickly. I hated seeing her worried. I wrapped my arms around her from behind after dropping the baking soda in front of her. She turned around in mock anger and put a spot of flour on my cheek. I put one on her nose. She smiled. It was a happy moment...until a handful of flour flew into my face.
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Romance prompts
RomansaI started these for one of my friends going through a break up to lift her spirit a bit. These each are really short and sappy but sometimes it's exactly what you need.
