#sethcarter03

So maybe Kaya went a bit overboard with the amount of stuff she made. But heck, she liked feeding and leftovers were good for the soul, right? She had made things she considered simple; just some mashed potatoes, a chicken main course and just a bar of chocolate for dessert. Kaya isn’t the best at desserts; something about her always burning sugar, or something. She entered the Clubhouse, hands full as she tried to find Seth, or a table to put all of this stuff on. 

“Oh mister President, your Uber Eats is here. I expect a hefty tip, because this shit is heavy...” It wasn’t like she didn’t know her way around this place; once upon a time, she used to come here for an entirely different person. One who’s picture she would surely see on a wall, and it would make her stomach churn. For now though, she can pretend she’s visiting a friend, which is what Seth is. “Seriously Seth, it’s rude to keep a girl waitin’!”