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strangetrip2018-05-01 07:06 pm
st_oriedqueen) wrote in strangetrip2018-05-01 07:06 pm
Check-In: May Day Bake
May 1, International Labourer's Day, May Day.
As a girl, Regina had always wanted to attend the dances in the village, to hold a string and decorate the Maypole. Her mother had always said it was inappropriate. The one time she'd tried to go, her mother had trapped her in her room.
What had her thinking about May Day today, though, was the sheer volume of cakes and pies in the Slayer's Cake and the Copper Cafe. She'd even behaved cordially in the kitchen with Emma, when making an apple turnover and apple fritters to honor Ignis. He hadn't had much success in teaching her to cook, but she'd miss his even-tempered way with her.
She wasn't entirely sure whether it was May Day or Ignis or the frost broken during Bad Girls karaoke with Bo that had her sitting in the cafe today, and for once, she didn't particularly care. She was here, out among the people she considered hers, enjoying them--even if they never knew it.
[Regina isn't EPing. This is your regular check-in day GP.]
As a girl, Regina had always wanted to attend the dances in the village, to hold a string and decorate the Maypole. Her mother had always said it was inappropriate. The one time she'd tried to go, her mother had trapped her in her room.
What had her thinking about May Day today, though, was the sheer volume of cakes and pies in the Slayer's Cake and the Copper Cafe. She'd even behaved cordially in the kitchen with Emma, when making an apple turnover and apple fritters to honor Ignis. He hadn't had much success in teaching her to cook, but she'd miss his even-tempered way with her.
She wasn't entirely sure whether it was May Day or Ignis or the frost broken during Bad Girls karaoke with Bo that had her sitting in the cafe today, and for once, she didn't particularly care. She was here, out among the people she considered hers, enjoying them--even if they never knew it.
[Regina isn't EPing. This is your regular check-in day GP.]