|Heather Lisinski (irradiated_ants) wrote in spinningcompass,|
@ 2018-06-30 21:37:00
|Entry tags:||!closed, ~heather lisinski, ~kylo ren|
Heather had been approached right at the perfect time, she had been looking for a reason to celebrate Kylo's wake up, all smiles and the pure feeling of life being right again. Dean, a different one from the one she'd known at Ridgeway but it earned him points anyway, had come up to her while she was shopping in the grocery section of food court, and asked if she could help with something that was a surprise.
The Fourth. It would be a celebration of the people that returned, and the people who had woke up from their Rip Van Winkle like sleep, and the Steves. And, of course, the fourth of July for those that were from Earth, and the United States. And he needed a lot of food.
So she was in kitchen, music playing over the speakers, cooking like a fiend. Pies, different cakes, cobblers, cupcakes. She was dancing in between each concoction, making sure they were all just right, ready to be thrown in to ovens and warmed, before she moved on to the next. Every surface had something tasty on it.