Who: Keith & Chess What: Making cupcakes. With... Cum? I honestly don't... yeah... When: 5/14 Where: Keith's Apartment Rating: I don't know... M? PG-13? Status: Incomplete
Keith himself wasn't entirely sure what the hell he was doing with Chess, but it was okay, as long as red velvet cupcakes were promised at the end. But nonetheless, he cleaned up around his house while he waited, making sure it was pretty much spotless before replying and giving the man his address. He went to the kitchen, pulling down his cookbook and dropping it on the counter without a care that it made a loud noise. He flipped through the old collection of recipes, sighing while he searched for the correct recipe. Aha. He tapped it triumphantly and smiled to himself. Keith grabbed the necessary items and set them on the counter, lighter this time. There. Now, before Chess got here, Keith jumped into the shower and cleaned himself up, though he wasn't that dirty to begin with. He dressed in a nice pair of jeans and a plaid button up he'd gotten at a thrift store. He brushed his teeth quickly. Once clean, he took a seat on the living room couch and flicked on the television, stopping on a new episode of Maury.