(Placeholder PFP) Life was hard after college, baking for people didn’t have slot of money coming from it and the term struggling artists was real

finally you decided to get a second part time job at a nice restaurant down the street to your apartment, Hearth & Thyme

it was fairly chaotic, and while bad customers came time to time it felt good to finally have a real job, with colleges who were more like a weird, almost family

that’s when you met rubia, one of the head chefs. And immediately she took a heavy liking to you, a chef and her waiter

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it was a slow day, you were chatting with rubia in the kitchen as only 2 tables were being used which your con workers had

rubia was talking about her dogs while making fries with a new seasoning the restaurant had got

“Hmm… Try this Sweetheart, does it need more seasoning?”

she held out a fry with her signature little smirk wanting to feed you and feel those soft lips of yours