Who: Megan Jones and Roger Davies What: Megan is preparing to stress bake When: Early evening Where: Grocery store Rating: PG-13?
Megan had not been doing very well since her 'chat' with Spencer. It had, as she had expected it to, been their usual, a raging battle of stubborn wills that never led to anything. But, for once, it hadn't stayed that way. Spencer had dropped a bomb that still had her feeling like someone was holding her under water.
Bredina Dunstan. The name was acidic on her lips. It might have been easier for Megan if Spencer's love interest was a complete stranger, but Megan actually liked Bredina. She had spunk. It was an awful lot easier to hate someone than it was to accept the fact that they had rightfully taken your place.
After kicking Spencer out of the flat, Megan had allowed herself a breakdown of epic proportions in her shower, but once the water turned off and the steam faded from the mirror, Megan's reflection didn't show the calm, composed woman she hoped it would. She looked, much to her dismay, like a woman who had just had her heart stomped on, and Merlin knew the quickest way to comfort was through comfort foods. Baked goods, to be specific. Cookies. Chocolate chip cookies. Maybe some white macadamia nut cookies, too. Poking around her new kitchen, it took Megan all of ten seconds to realize she was going to have to make a trip to the store, so she shoved her still damp hair into a pony tail, didn't bother with make-up, tossed on a sundress and headed to the closest grocery.
After a decent amount of time, Megan was looking rather humorous. Her basket was loaded to the brim with new cookie sheets and measuring spoons and cups. It was overflowing with baking ingredients: flour, sugar, butter, salt, baking soda, chocolate chips- the list goes on. Megan Jones could have fed the British troops twice over with her load, and she wasn't finished yet as she stooped down to pick up a package of macadamia nuts.