Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24387293-20160415104808/@comment-24387293-20160417212201

"So you're making a cake, what flavour is it?"'

Morgan whipped around and held the spoon in her "attacker"'s face. Seeing that it was only a girl who wasn't doing much else, Morgan set the spoon down and began to pour out the rich brown batter into the spring form pan. Opening the oven, she countered with a sharp question of her own:

"Who died and made it your business?" Morgan snapped, chucking in the pan into the oven and kicking it close.