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skylar.  since i’m way too lazy to make a promo would you mind liking/reblogging this if you’d be interested in roleplaying with an indie werewolf oc ??

               “H-Hopefully it stays that way!” picking up her own desert fork, nanami cheekily scooped up a small amount of pie from the others slice and aeroplaned it into her mouth. it wasn’t the best thing she had ever tasted, but it wasn’t the worst either. the excessive amount of whipped cream probably helped sweeten the flavour, but nanami would rather think of it as her finally doing something right in the kitchen. “Y-You’re welcome!” her words were somewhat muffled as she was still chewing, though she still managed a smile.

    “    Next time you make it...try adding more sugar.” It wasn’t like she was an expert with baking either but she at least knew how to make things sweet. Anything sweet won her love, honestly, even if it was just a waffle with a mountain of whipped cream and powdered sugar on top.

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               nanami was relieved, because her confidence in her culinary abilities was almost zero to none. she was always doubting herself whilst in the kitchen. did the recipe say one cup of flour or two? was that meant to be one teaspoon or one tablespoon? did she leave any eggshell in the batter? so any time the feedback about her cooking wasn’t drop dead awful, it made her the happiest girl in the world. “R-Really?! Oh thank goodness!” she was smiling, clapping lightly in celebration. “H-Hopefully you won’t throw up this time!”

   “   Well so far I don't feel like ejecting everything from my stomach.” In fact, Dakota presses her fork into the pie again to scoop up a piece obviously covered in whipped cream and ate it. It wasn't the best tasting--maybe not enough sugar put into the recipe? But...if she really thought about it, this was the most delicious thing she’d had in quite a while.  “..thanks, Nanami.”

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               “T-Thank you, Otter! Y-You’re the best!” placing the platter of pie down on the kitchen counter, nanami cut her friend a small piece and plated it with a complementary shot of whipped cream and sprinkle of icing sugar. she then set it down in front of her, anxiously waiting for her to take a bite.

            “It’s.......not awful?”

“... yes. It’s over this way.” Slowly, she steps away from the door she originally planned on entering and began walking down the hallway. “...I’d say welcome but this place is hell.”

               “B-But than it will spoil! I-It doesn’t taste awful this time, I swear!” if it helps, nanami had already helped herself to a slice, and she was yet to throw up her insides.

   “   Well, if you say so. Bring it over.” It doesn't help much but she at least trusts Nanami enough to have a taste. But if it gets her sick again, she isnt sure if she’ll eat another bite of food again in her life.

 “   Of course I know where room 102 is. It’s the second door down the first floor. You pass it nearly every time you come inside the building...So its common for newer students to get turned around, I suppose.” Unless she’s not new and just one of those girls who try to bait something out to pick fun. “...is it your first day?”

               “Otter! I made some butterscotch cinnamon pie! Would you like to try some? I-I promise it won’t make you sick this time!”

“   ...Maybe if you set it down on the counter and then leave forever, I’ll get to it??” Because getting sick on the albinos cooking once again was not something she needed during the last few weeks of school.