devilversed:

           _{❝ … right.  can’t put ‘em in yet, got it.  because that is definitely what i was doing, ❞ bee answers, attempting to speak as though she doesn’t have a raspberry rolling around on her tongue right this very moment.  only a monster would chow down on the ingredients while someone else did all the real work.}

              _{her eyebrows lift, lips turning down curiously as she absorbs the new information.   ❝ flour?  weird.  isn’t there like… already flour in it?  like, it’s cake, right?  i thought the whole thing was basically just… flour and eggs? ❞}

              _{bee offers an exaggerated shrug, giving up her pursuit of pastry logic.   ❝ what do i know?  continue your flour based wizardry. ❞}

_{▌█ ∵  🛁   ∵ █ ▌Lips curved upwards at the words from the older girl before fingers carefully mixed the raspberries in with the flour. Once she decided they were covered well enough she dropped them into the cake pan glancing at the other before smiling}

_{Eyebrows raising before grabbing the unused box of raspberries and handing them to her with a small motion for her to take them.} ❝ _{If you wanted to eat them you could have asked, we do have extra.}❞ _{She always bought extra just in case something happened, she was over planned and over organized but it worked}

_{Pausing at the other girls confusion before taking a moment. Carefully thinking through the exact reason to which flour was used she carefully strung together the sentences. These kind of moments were why she hated the fact it was so hard for her to articulate explanations or feelings towards things. It made her feel stupid.} ❝_{The flour it absorbs the uhm, the water from the berries which stops them from sinking.}❞