Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20151101060736/@comment-121.208.74.30-20151106085310

(Mind if I jump in fashionably late? I suppose CC would come seeing as she likes Calli to some degree.)

CC smoothed down her dress. There was nothing too special about her outfit, but she decided it looked awesome all the same. A quick glance at her clock sort of just made all that awesomeness poof into oblivion. She tied a jacket around her waist, pulled the vanilla mini cake out of her fridge, and rushed down the hall, somehow not destroying the pretty litlle iced fruit-decorated cake in the process.

Having hexpected Calli to have arranged the cake for her precious Quinny Pig, CC had decided to make a tiny little cake perhaps only big enough for Quinn herself, depending on her appetite. From what she'd heard from Calli, Quinn was a cute dainty little creature whose hexistance made the sun shine. So she asked for others' opinions. Quinn was a photographer, so CC's first thought was to get a novelty album or something of the like, but that seemed too....unoriginal. So she brought up the idea at her father's icecream store, and him being given a fairy large wedding icecream cake order and being fairly nervous about it, Charles just randomly blurted out "CAKE! WE NEED CAKE!"

Which is probably why she woke up her roomie at six am while baking a tiny vanilla cake and decorating it with years' precision. Tiny because CC hexpected that there would already be a cake, and vanilla because Calli was allergic to chocolate and accused CC of some sort of revenge plan the last time she offered the coyote chocolate.

A big smile, actually genuine and hexcited, was plastered on her face, showing the not-so-defined dimple in her left cheek. Hoping she wasn't too late, CC took a deep breath and knocked on the door three times.