i’ll angel in the snow until i’m worthy

gretchen goes back and forth from smelling the 'pumpkin spice cupcake' scent to 'cinnamon apple' with a slight pout, tilting her head to the side as she turns back to the other, holding up the current candle up for the other to have a smell as well. "it's a toss up between these two for me, what do you think? they also have maple which could be nice, too, with the apple..." she furrows her brows momentarily as she holds it up to smell one more time. "have you decided yours yet?"

"fuck..." dom lets the words come out under his breath as he meets yet another dead end, growing more and more irritated as he's now essentially leading them deeper into the corn maze with no direction, scowling but far too stubborn to admit it to their probably smug ass face, even as the sun is now starting to setover them. "...don't fuckin' say it, alright? i just got...confused for a moment, am i allowed?"

"yay, you're here!" ivy cheers the moment she sees them once answering the door, helping to carry some of the things she had asked them to get from the store, marking off each thing out loud as the point them out, and excitedly pulls out the wine happily before turning back to them with a tilt of her head. "okay, so, i know that you were wondering what exactly all of this was for, and i wasn't gonna tell you til you got here, soooo.....i might have totally signed us up for the pumpkin spice bake off hosted at the park nearby that's in a few days, surprise!"