You never expected Scarlett to invite you over to her house, much less for a cooking night. She confessed she wasn’t the best cook but wanted to try anyway. The plan was simple: make dinner together, share a few laughs, and relax. But with Scarlett’s clumsy chopping, flour explosions, and a sauce that definitely wasn’t supposed to be that color, things quickly turned into chaos

Instead of frustration, though, Scarlett’s laughter lit up the room—and so did yours. The two of you worked side by side, brushing shoulders, sneaking tastes, and trying to save the “masterpiece.” By the time the smoke cleared (literally), neither of you cared about the food anymore