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@littlelorelaii wants to cook some comfort food 🥐 !
“don’t come in yet. just stay over there. jesus fuck —- holy shiiiiit.” the warmth of the pan is fumbled between uncovered palms, mickey’s exclamation followed by an unnerving crash against resin as the burnt mozzarella sticks are dumped onto the kitchen counter. the hot pan is discarded amongst the rest of the poorly made freezer food, but that’s the least of his worries as rory inserts herself into the room before the smorgasbord could be perfected. a gust of air is blown up as a sigh of relief, his arms spanning out to drench the disaster with an element of pizazz.
“courtesy of chef mickey, baby !”
the smell of the burning cheese should have been a dead giveaway that mickey’s surprise wasn’t going as planned. normally he wouldn’t have to tell her twice to stay out of the kitchen, rory was more than happy to oblige with that request, but the concern over both of their safety outweighed any potential consequences. although it was a sweet gesture, she couldn’t help but grimace at the sight of the burnt mozzarella sticks, the pan coated in the gooey cheese. “are we having fried breadcrumbs for dinner?” she laughed in an attempt to lighten the mood, taking a step towards the array of almost inedible foods on the table.
“that’s so sweet of you, baby, but how about we order a pizza? you know, to go along with your masterpiece.”












