lucky #7~
[ How can they not both smile after the ~memories~ they have made in this place? Anyhow, Sasha's own smile however, is bittersweet, wondering what she would do if Sam were gone. ]
I... did not intend to be here either.
[ A batch of pretzels were baking in the oven, while there were several bowls lined up, their contents each in different stages of completion. ]
I thought I would practice on some recipes before we open up again.