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[world_isfalling]

[It's been a long time, Room. And Olivia's spirits? Not much higher than they were the last time she was here. But at least she's not slumped over on the floor this time. No, this time she's got her own little kitchen set up and she's busy at work, mixing, baking, generally trying to distract herself from life. All the good stuff. Except Olivia

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[puckerman]

[ Half of Puck's time is spent in a kitchen rifling through the fridge for food. Once he notices the kitchen, it's no different. Except that when he wanders on over and sees who exactly it is, he forgoes looking for said fridge in favour of bothering the familiar face. ]

I didn't know you could cook. [ He just automatically assumes most girls are like his mom and find cooking to be too much of a challenge. ]

[world_isfalling]

[On any other day, Olivia would probably be like his mom. She tends to subsist on free food at work, take out and stuff even she can't screw up too much, like macaroni, soup, and frozen pizza. God help her when Ben starts needing more than baby food and that mushy cereal crap. But it's a good way to get her mind off things, even if nothing's come out of the oven unscathed.]

[She recognizes that voice though, and no matter how bad her mood is, it's impossible not to smile] That's probably because I really can't. [To emphasize her point, she motions to a small mountain of burnt cookies.]

[puckerman]

[ Yeah, he can't help but snicker a bit. ]

Very nice. You probably have the oven up too high and are leaving them in too long. [ Don't judge; he's totally a legit baker! ]

[world_isfalling]

[Oh, but she's so going to judge. Watch her hand you the oven mitts]

Then let's see you do better.

[puckerman]

Alright, alright. [ He'll take said oven mitts, turn the oven temperature down, and slide in the next sheet of cookies. ] Just watch. I'm totally badass at baking things.

[world_isfalling]

[Ducking her head so he won't see the scowl that passes over her face, she pulls herself up onto a clear bit of counter] I've never known a single guy who could successfully bake anything. [Not that she's questioning your badassness or anything]

[puckerman]

Psh. I totally made a whole bunch of brownies for a glee club bake sale last year and made us a ton of cash. [ Yeah, still a shining moment in his life, clearly. ]

You doing okay? Haven't really seen you around lately.

[world_isfalling]

[As it would be for any teenage boy, of course. Giving a forced, tight smile that even she wouldn't buy]

Yeah, I'm fine. How've you been?

[puckerman]

Wow, I'm pretty sure if you tried harder to smile, you might pull a muscle. [ He'll come over, leaning against the counter beside her. ] What's going on?

[world_isfalling]

[At least that gets a tiny one out of her? She's trying] I'm pretty sure I asked you first, you know.

[puckerman]

Been fine, just finished Hanukkah and stuff, so y'know. Tiring, but school's almost out. [ And Puck will give her leg a light nudge. ] Come on, Olivia. Can't be that bad, right?

[world_isfalling]

That's right, I completely forgot. [It's not like she ever uses his full last name or anything] Happy Hannukkah. [She sort of hates that she's so easy to read, but she can't exactly blame that on him. She'll look away before she says it] Cam came back.

[puckerman]

What? [ Breathe, Puckerman. ] That's crap, he has like, no right.

[world_isfalling]

Oh but he thinks he does. Because he's sorry, and he made a mistake, and I'm the only girl he's ever loved and every other cliche imaginable.

[puckerman]

That's bullshit! You're not buying into that stuff, are you?

[world_isfalling]

I'm not a complete idiot, you know. [Except she stil cares about him, too]