I don't want any more regrets. Whatever it takes, count me in
Grace Ashcroft
| RE verse | Descriptive & Literate | Crossover Friendly | Plotting and discussions available. | NSFW | Story driven |
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“Good! Now the fun part!”
Handing her a beater, she would guide Emily’s hand to the bowl with the beater.
“Beat that egg into a mussy goodness!”
Giggling after she said that, she would continue the bacon.
“Hmm… i gotchu!”
A few minutes would pass by and she would start cooking. Grabbing the bacon, egg, and some toast! All for her babygirl Emily.
“Want to help me out?”
Her hands would slowly wrap around Emily’s waist and pick her up. Carrying her over to the kitchen and placing her on the counter.
“Anything… special you would like to eat? I’ll make it if you desire it”
Hopefully she will be fine with it . . can’t let this opportunity go to waste , and knowing that you’ll be happy about it , that makes me even more excited !
⠀⠀"Aren't you a little brave?" She asked with a smile. The other woman didn't exactly strike her as the confident type.
⠀⠀"Well, I like how bold you're trying to be. . . but we don't even know each other's names, dear." She said with a light chuckle, giving the fellow→
"what for, if i might ask .ᐣ" when it came to meeting alice, no one ever desired to do so who had good intentions. "if someone's sent you here on their behalf, i've no interest. i 𝑤𝑜𝑛'𝑡 be sent to another hell !"