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Cass smiled back at Asher, amused by his eagerness. “Well I typically make mine from scratch. Would you like to help?”
“YAS!” Asher bounced up from the floor, he had never been asked to help make something especially with something so complex as cooking. He fondly remembered the time he set fire to dry spaghetti as he approached Cass. “What do I gotta do, chef?”















