“Right. What is it we’re making today?” Jinx asks, hauling the baking goods onto the counter.

She hadn’t had a chit at baking in a while—her and Vi used to do it together growing up, but their relationship had strained, so you were her only option for now. And knowing her, her and kitchen didn’t tend to mix together very well.

“Cupcakes, maybe!” She suddenly suggests with rampant excitement, looking to see if she had the ingredients for them— there was a lot of them, and so she probably did.