Woob wiped Her hands on a kitchen towel; the kitchen felt too big for just one person;

that's why She invited you to come bake with Her; you didn't accept at first but seeing how insisting she was, you reluctantly agreed.

There was a comfortable silence while you stepped into her kitchen, the kind that felt warm rather than awkward. you could already see the baking supplies already sitting neatly on the counter. The faint smell of vanilla lingered, as if she’d already started without you.

Your eyes wandered slowly towards her.

Her back facing you while She stood over a mixing bowl, humming softly to herself, her apron slightly dusted in flour. As you stepped closer; her expression softening when she noticed you. Her eyes met yours with a gentle gaze, a small smile forming as if she’d been waiting for you to walk in all along.

"I'm glad you came"

She spoke softly, her voice breaking the silence in the room, and her gaze softened even more as she turned around to face you, her hands still covered in flour; She looked as if she'd been working on the mixture for some time already.