Post by Felicity on Apr 13, 2016 14:55:17 GMT
{AQ}Cooking Mama
+ Description: The Cooking Club wants to hold a big bake sale to help fund raise some of the many clubs' activities but they're lacking in numbers. They're never going to make enough pastries and goodies with so few helping hands, especially with the ones they do make disappearing so suddenly. They have no idea where their baked goods are going but they keep making new ones only to have them stolen. In a last attempt at having their bake sale the members of the cooking club have been going around trying to get volunteers to help them bake a big batch of snacks so they can hold their bake sale.
+ Description: The Cooking Club wants to hold a big bake sale to help fund raise some of the many clubs' activities but they're lacking in numbers. They're never going to make enough pastries and goodies with so few helping hands, especially with the ones they do make disappearing so suddenly. They have no idea where their baked goods are going but they keep making new ones only to have them stolen. In a last attempt at having their bake sale the members of the cooking club have been going around trying to get volunteers to help them bake a big batch of snacks so they can hold their bake sale.
Felicity was. Well, she was excited! After being approached by the cooking club who seemed to be in a bit of a pickle due to the mysterious disappearance of their baked goods, Felicity was now in the midst of getting herself prepared to whip up the most vast variety of sweets she'd ever attempted in a short amount of time. It was for a good cause, after all! Pulling out her phone as she hauled a nested set of mixing bowls up onto the dormitories community kitchen bench, she tapped away at the screen and hit send; better invite Felix, she was sure he'd love to help! Placing the device on the bench, she continued pulling out pans and utensils that would be needed for her endeavors.
Every few moments, she'd glance at her phone, silently urging Felix to respond. She wanted to get started, but she didn't want to start without him if he wanted to help. These things were always best done from start to finish with all parties involved, and she wouldn't say no to spending a little more time with him. Things had been so hectic lately, she'd hardly had the time to leave her dorm room, let alone see people.
The blond let out a soft sigh, tapping the end of a spoon on the bench as she did so, thinking about the variety of recipes she'd need to recall from the back of her memory. It only took her a moment to decide that that was too much of a risk, considering the cooking club intended to sell the result-- but it was best not to think about that until later. Scooping up her phone, still holding onto the spoon, she quickly dashed up the stairs to the dorm rooms, ducking into her own to find the dusty old cookbook she'd been filling with her mother since she was a child. She couldn't take too long, or someone might come by and get annoyed at the mess she'd left.