Cupcakes (Noa)

[Kimmy Abernathy]

Kimmy smiled giddily as she walked up to the steps of the door. This was the address that Noa had given her in their text exchange, where they would, ah... discuss costume designs for Rocky Horror Picture Show. Right, costume designs, she thought. She would at least try to focus on that a little bit, however distracted she was by Noa's presence. The cold influx of autumn air reddened her cheeks and nose even more than they already were.

In the back of zir mind, Kimmy had some concerns about whether ze was potentially overloading zirself. Between homework, Rocky Horror costumes, and her own costume design for the Halloween dance, ze would have zir work cut out for zir in the coming month, but ze couldn't help zirsef - there were so many things ze wanted to do. And so many people to do them with.

Also, Noa had promised cupcakes. Kimmy could never turn down cupcakes.

Butterflies gently tickling the walls of her stomach, she rang the doorbell, waiting for Noa to answer the door.

[Noa Reese]

Noa had spent the previous day making cupcakes, and today she'd made the cookies and frosting to go on top (yes, they were very ambitious cupcakes, but they were so worth it). She was just putting the first layer of frosting on top, when she heard the doorbell ring. She looked down at her frosting-smudged hands, conflicted. She never wore an apron. She probably should, because then she could just put down the piping bag and wipe her hands on that while she went for the door. Instead, she had to gently put down the bag at an angle where she hoped it wouldn't roll or fall or smush the cookies, pick up a dish towel that already had some frosting on it, and attempt to clean off her hands before she could open the door.

"Just a sec-" She ended up wiping her hands on her shorts anyway, rushing for the door.

She gave a bright smile (maybe with a bit of a smirk in it) to Kimmy as she opened the door, holding it for her. "Hey, come on in. I was actually in the middle of cupcakes." She gestured to the kitchen as she followed after the pink-haired beauty. "They're snickerdoodle, I hope that's good with you. It means cake and cookie at the same time."

[Kimmy Abernathy]

Kimmy bounced slightly in anticipation at the sound of Noa's voice, shuffling her cold feet in an attempt to keep them from falling asleep on the steps. When Noa opened the door, Kimmy couldn't help but glance up and down her form, admiring both the outfit and the body that the outfit framed so well. Fuck it, this girl can wear anything and look fantastic. She sure hadn't seen a counterexample to that yet.

"Hey, come on in. I was actually in the middle of cupcakes." Kimmy smiled and followed Noa's gesture, slipping zir shoes off at the door before entering the kitchen. "They're snickerdoodle, I hope that's good with you. It means cake and cookie at the same time." When zir eyes met the sight of the cupcakes, ze smiled widely and rubbed zir hands together. Those looked elaborate, had she really been inspired to make those for zir?

"Snickerdoodle is lovely," Kimmy responded enthusiastically. "Would you like some help finishing them? I do enjoy baking." While it wasn't her primary passion, she had enjoyed home ec classes and helping out with the cooking at home when she went to visit her family on breaks from Kocher.

Also, kitchens were a place where a lot of accidental bumping could occur, but... y'know.

[Noa Reese]

Noa lead her into the kitchen, brows raised. "I was making them for your visit, but I'm a bit behind schedule," she mused, delighted by Kimmy's offer. "I'm not a fan of boring flavors or combinations - and that tends to screw me over a bit, since the good ones always take a lot longer than the recipe says." She was still smiling, though, as she took back up the piping bag again to resume her frosting. "This shouldn't take too long. If you want to help, though, the piping bags are over there, and I have another round tip for the top bit." She gestured to the counter where the frosting materials sat.

It was a quick process, frosting the last few cupcakes, and then she'd top them with cookies, and then more frosting (Kimmy's job), and finally a bit of cinnamon sugar. She kept glancing back to Kimmy, her voice joking. "I'll make up for the boring standing around part with delicious goodies, I promise."