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“I think Rosemary Kingsmen is a lovely name... can you imagine it? Ohh, I want a big poofy wedding dress!”

Okay! Okay. This was... manageable. The smoke has stopped at least! The burning smell was still pretty strong though. And now her drivers side door was getting stuck, making this weird clicking noise and hanging strangely on its hinge. But that’s! Fine. It’s fine. It wasn’t smoking anymore! And it runs! And that was pretty good.

Rosemary’s back presses against the door as she closes it, hands clasped tight over her chest as she grins from ear to ear. He liked the cupcakes! He liked them, and thought she did good work, oh it feels like her poor heart is going to explode directly out of her chest! She wants to scream, and laugh, and cry, and maybe five other things but all she can do for now is put her hand tight over her mouth, trying to stifle eager giggles.

Uh oh. Her front tire looked... strange. And the car felt like it drove poorly, somehow. Different than usual. And that burning smell has been happening again, temperature gauge inching ever closer to what she now knows to be a very bad place. And there’s clicking? A strange, not terribly consistent clicking but it was there and she has no idea what that means and she’s terrified of it. But it’s fine!! She’s just gonna turn her half-working radio all the way up while she drives in order to hopefully not hear all of that concerning stuff. Not like she could do anything about any of it anyway!

It was her day off but Rosemary’s shown up at the shop anyway. No car, today she’s on roller skates and carrying a big container. Peeking through the front window of the shop she doesn’t spot him, so she skates around to the garage. “Laaance~!” She sing-songs, rolling on in without a care in the world. “I was doing some baking and made cupcakes, I thought I’d bring you some! They’re red velvet with cream cheese frosting!”