Lorelai scattered around the kitchen recklessly, panicking as the cookies she tried baking ended up burnt to hard gravel. She quickly and lazily used a spell to turn the cookies back to a perfect bake again before you walked in, ready to judge how she did. As you took one of the cookies, she batted it out of your hand. The cookie flew towards the fridge, breaking and crumbling into charcoal black powder on impact. She watched the smile falter on your face and refused to make eye contact. She felt so bad. It was like disappointing somebody's mom. She didn't know why, but before she even realized it, she was starting to cry. 'Oh...no no no...c'mon...God, this is so embarrassing.'