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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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Oh Hai!!!

[whystheraven]

{Points to some of the burnt cookies.} Are they sposed to look like that?

*Clings* I've missed you!!

[world_isfalling]

[Scowling, she tosses her oven mitts back onto the counter] I know I can't cook, alright? I don't need you to tell.....[And then she sees who it is] Hatter! Oh god, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you.

And I you!! *so many cuddles*

[whystheraven]

{He had jumped back quickly from the counter, a look of pure innocence on his face, he gives her a small smile though when she apologizes.} I..er, they look nice?

*so very, very many cuddles*

[world_isfalling]

[Ok, and now she feels really bad, because Hatter's kind of her buddy, and she should have recognized his voice before snapping at him] No, you were right the first time. They're definitely not supposed to look like that.

[whystheraven]

Must be the oven-y thing. I can't ever get it to work right. {Look at that Olivia. He is even trying to pass blame on to something else.}

[world_isfalling]

[Aw, see, Hatter. That's just one of the many reasons she likes you] Yeah, I'm pretty sure it hates me.