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"CASSIDY!"
Oh no! Is he mad now? I'm now down to my last cake, sort of consumed all ingredients. He should let me make the last one. I'll seduce him if I have to, I just need one last chance.
"Minho, please. Just one last. Please please."
He gripped his hair. Oh no, he lost all patience for me. He's probably getting crazy because of me. Sorry baby.
I approached and hugged him. "Minho, I know you're very mad and very frustrated with me. And I am frustrated with myself too. But, there are still ingredients for one more. Please let me do this? I just wanted to give you this. This is going to be a first for me too."
"Cass, I'm not mad, yeah, just frustrated because this is a simple matter. You just have to properly follow instructions. Focus."
"Yesyes! I only know how make spaghetti and some other cold desserts. But a cake....." I sighed. Why am I such a loser in this.
"Okay. One more and if it doesn't turn out well, you sit tight and watch me cook for our food."
I sighed. "I'm sorry. Okay. I'll start now."
After a while, "What if it turns out well?"
"Then I'll reward you."
"Reward? What reward?"
He laughed, "Secret."
"Huh, of course it is! Okay I'll really start now."
I read the recipe and followed meticulously all the instructions to the dot.
I'm quite satisfied. But I will be completely, if after baking it, it would turn out very good.
I was tidying up the kitchen while waiting for the cake to be baked. Minho was helping me so that he could start cooking our main dish.
When we were done cleaning, I helped Minho by preparing the vegetables and others. Although, Minho was constantly reprimanding me because I chop them the wrong way.
"Cassidy! Not that way. Chop it lengthwise."
"But I'm slicing it like this before."
"That is for some dishes. What we're cooking now, it needs the carrots to be chopped lengthwise!"
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever head chef." Seriously, why the need for chopping styles. It would still go down our throats. Pfft.
"Cassidy, did Ricky bring the meat up here?" Ricky is his most trusted man from the resort.
"Meat? I didn't see any meat when he arrived. He had brought too many stuff too, so I can't really say for sure. Have you checked the fridge?"
"Yeah. It's not here. I will go down to the resort first. I think he forgot to bring it."
"But the resort's still far away! You would arrive here late alr-"
"There's a shortcut."
My eyes narrowed. "What did you say?"
"Uh," he slowly backed away.
I approached him, pointing the knife at his chest. "Is it so unimportant that informing about a shortcut slipped your mind?"
He raised his hands, continuously backing away. "Cassidy, I just want to hike with you okay? No need to be salty about it okay? I'm telling you now, don't you see?"
"You should have told me before I came feigning on you when you went down there the other day. I was so concerned of your well-being, thinking that you were hiking back and forth the mountain carrying that heavy a load!"
"Oh! That... "
"Don't oh, oh me." I sighed exhaustingly. I feel so left out. But I can't do anything about it anymore. Let me just kill the curious cat. "So, where is the shortcut?"
"A cable car, some 20 meters from here near the other cliff."
"A fcking cable car." I murmured sarcastically to myself. "What are you still doing here then? Go on, out out!" I threw a towel at him.
He ran away speedily, shouting "sorry" while laughing. Urrghh!
*Ting*
Ooohh the cake's done! I swiftly wore a mitten and brought out the cake.
Oh my god! It's... It's... It's a cake! Gosh I have never been so proud of myself. I made it real! It is edible! Finally!
Okay okaay. Calm down Cassidy. I have to place the icing first, which we have made earlier.
Okay, so how do I do this? Aha! Yes, I'd make this a romantic, Christmas-y cake for him. Hehehehe.
After putting the icing, I placed it in a box. This is going to be quite a surprise for Minho later. Hehe.
I finished chopping the veggies, and started softening the pasta for our spaghetti. When I was making the sauce, I heard Minho grunting at the living room.
I ignored all his pleas for help, and continued what I'm doing. As soon as he entered the kitchen, "Cassidy, where's the cake?"
I looked at him and noticed his line of sight on the oven.
I hung my head, acting forlorn.
"Oh Cass. It's okay. We'll try next time."
"Yeah. Hey! I finshed chopping your veggies. And I'm making spaghetti now. It's almost done, so you could start cooking now. What is that meat you brought?"
"I don't know. I forgot to ask."
"Please tell me it's not goat's meat."
"You don't like goat's meat?"
"No. I always remember my pet goat before. So that's a nada for me."
"Okay. But I think our meat here is not from a goat. It has wings. Maybe a chicken or turkey. Or maybe duck?"
"Duck? No waay! You eat it yourself. I hate its smell."
"You are so picky. I'm telling you, you're missing half of your life here. You should taste them, they're yummy."
"Yeah, whatever fowl-eater. Let's continue cooking, I'm getting hungry."
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"CASSIDY!"
Oh no! Is he mad now? I'm now down to my last cake, sort of consumed all ingredients. He should let me make the last one. I'll seduce him if I have to, I just need one last chance.
"Minho, please. Just one last. Please please."
He gripped his hair. Oh no, he lost all patience for me. He's probably getting crazy because of me. Sorry baby.
I approached and hugged him. "Minho, I know you're very mad and very frustrated with me. And I am frustrated with myself too. But, there are still ingredients for one more. Please let me do this? I just wanted to give you this. This is going to be a first for me too."
"Cass, I'm not mad, yeah, just frustrated because this is a simple matter. You just have to properly follow instructions. Focus."
"Yesyes! I only know how make spaghetti and some other cold desserts. But a cake....." I sighed. Why am I such a loser in this.
"Okay. One more and if it doesn't turn out well, you sit tight and watch me cook for our food."
I sighed. "I'm sorry. Okay. I'll start now."
After a while, "What if it turns out well?"
"Then I'll reward you."
"Reward? What reward?"
He laughed, "Secret."
"Huh, of course it is! Okay I'll really start now."
I read the recipe and followed meticulously all the instructions to the dot.
I'm quite satisfied. But I will be completely, if after baking it, it would turn out very good.
I was tidying up the kitchen while waiting for the cake to be baked. Minho was helping me so that he could start cooking our main dish.
When we were done cleaning, I helped Minho by preparing the vegetables and others. Although, Minho was constantly reprimanding me because I chop them the wrong way.
"Cassidy! Not that way. Chop it lengthwise."
"But I'm slicing it like this before."
"That is for some dishes. What we're cooking now, it needs the carrots to be chopped lengthwise!"
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever head chef." Seriously, why the need for chopping styles. It would still go down our throats. Pfft.
"Cassidy, did Ricky bring the meat up here?" Ricky is his most trusted man from the resort.
"Meat? I didn't see any meat when he arrived. He had brought too many stuff too, so I can't really say for sure. Have you checked the fridge?"
"Yeah. It's not here. I will go down to the resort first. I think he forgot to bring it."
"But the resort's still far away! You would arrive here late alr-"
"There's a shortcut."
My eyes narrowed. "What did you say?"
"Uh," he slowly backed away.
I approached him, pointing the knife at his chest. "Is it so unimportant that informing about a shortcut slipped your mind?"
He raised his hands, continuously backing away. "Cassidy, I just want to hike with you okay? No need to be salty about it okay? I'm telling you now, don't you see?"
"You should have told me before I came feigning on you when you went down there the other day. I was so concerned of your well-being, thinking that you were hiking back and forth the mountain carrying that heavy a load!"
"Oh! That... "
"Don't oh, oh me." I sighed exhaustingly. I feel so left out. But I can't do anything about it anymore. Let me just kill the curious cat. "So, where is the shortcut?"
"A cable car, some 20 meters from here near the other cliff."
"A fcking cable car." I murmured sarcastically to myself. "What are you still doing here then? Go on, out out!" I threw a towel at him.
He ran away speedily, shouting "sorry" while laughing. Urrghh!
*Ting*
Ooohh the cake's done! I swiftly wore a mitten and brought out the cake.
Oh my god! It's... It's... It's a cake! Gosh I have never been so proud of myself. I made it real! It is edible! Finally!
Okay okaay. Calm down Cassidy. I have to place the icing first, which we have made earlier.
Okay, so how do I do this? Aha! Yes, I'd make this a romantic, Christmas-y cake for him. Hehehehe.
After putting the icing, I placed it in a box. This is going to be quite a surprise for Minho later. Hehe.
I finished chopping the veggies, and started softening the pasta for our spaghetti. When I was making the sauce, I heard Minho grunting at the living room.
I ignored all his pleas for help, and continued what I'm doing. As soon as he entered the kitchen, "Cassidy, where's the cake?"
I looked at him and noticed his line of sight on the oven.
I hung my head, acting forlorn.
"Oh Cass. It's okay. We'll try next time."
"Yeah. Hey! I finshed chopping your veggies. And I'm making spaghetti now. It's almost done, so you could start cooking now. What is that meat you brought?"
"I don't know. I forgot to ask."
"Please tell me it's not goat's meat."
"You don't like goat's meat?"
"No. I always remember my pet goat before. So that's a nada for me."
"Okay. But I think our meat here is not from a goat. It has wings. Maybe a chicken or turkey. Or maybe duck?"
"Duck? No waay! You eat it yourself. I hate its smell."
"You are so picky. I'm telling you, you're missing half of your life here. You should taste them, they're yummy."
"Yeah, whatever fowl-eater. Let's continue cooking, I'm getting hungry."
"CASSIDY!" Oh no! Is he mad now? I'm now down to my last cake, sort of consumed all ingredients. He should let me make the last one. I'll seduce him if I have to, I just need one last chance. "Minho, please. Just one last. Please please." He gripped his hair. Oh no, he lost all patience for me. He's probably getting crazy because of me. Sorry baby. I approached and hugged him. "Minho, I know you're very mad and very frustrated with me. And I am frustrated with myself too. But, there are still ingredients for one more. Please let me do this? I just wanted to give you this. This is going to be a first for me too." "Cass, I'm not mad, yeah, just frustrated because this is a simple matter. You just have to properly follow instructions. Focus." "Yesyes! I only know how make spaghetti and some other cold desserts. But a cake....." I sighed. Why am I such a loser in this. "Okay. One more and if it doesn't turn out well, you sit tight and watch me cook for our food." I sighed. "I'm sorry. Okay. I'll start now." After a while, "What if it turns out well?" "Then I'll reward you." "Reward? What reward?" He laughed, "Secret." "Huh, of course it is! Okay I'll really start now." I read the recipe and followed meticulously all the instructions to the dot. I'm quite satisfied. But I will be completely, if after baking it, it would turn out very good. I was tidying up the kitchen while waiting for the cake to be baked. Minho was helping me so that he could start cooking our main dish. When we were done cleaning, I helped Minho by preparing the vegetables and others. Although, Minho was constantly reprimanding me because I chop them the wrong way. "Cassidy! Not that way. Chop it lengthwise." "But I'm slicing it like this before." "That is for some dishes. What we're cooking now, it needs the carrots to be chopped lengthwise!" I rolled my eyes. "Whatever head chef." Seriously, why the need for chopping styles. It would still go down our throats. Pfft. "Cassidy, did Ricky bring the meat up here?" Ricky is his most trusted man from the resort. "Meat? I didn't see any meat when he arrived. He had brought too many stuff too, so I can't really say for sure. Have you checked the fridge?" "Yeah. It's not here. I will go down to the resort first. I think he forgot to bring it." "But the resort's still far away! You would arrive here late alr-" "There's a shortcut." My eyes narrowed. "What did you say?" "Uh," he slowly backed away. I approached him, pointing the knife at his chest. "Is it so unimportant that informing about a shortcut slipped your mind?" He raised his hands, continuously backing away. "Cassidy, I just want to hike with you okay? No need to be salty about it okay? I'm telling you now, don't you see?" "You should have told me before I came feigning on you when you went down there the other day. I was so concerned of your well-being, thinking that you were hiking back and forth the mountain carrying that heavy a load!" "Oh! That... " "Don't oh, oh me." I sighed exhaustingly. I feel so left out. But I can't do anything about it anymore. Let me just kill the curious cat. "So, where is the shortcut?" "A cable car, some 20 meters from here near the other cliff." "A fcking cable car." I murmured sarcastically to myself. "What are you still doing here then? Go on, out out!" I threw a towel at him. He ran away speedily, shouting "sorry" while laughing. Urrghh! *Ting* Ooohh the cake's done! I swiftly wore a mitten and brought out the cake. Oh my god! It's... It's... It's a cake! Gosh I have never been so proud of myself. I made it real! It is edible! Finally! Okay okaay. Calm down Cassidy. I have to place the icing first, which we have made earlier. Okay, so how do I do this? Aha! Yes, I'd make this a romantic, Christmas-y cake for him. Hehehehe. After putting the icing, I placed it in a box. This is going to be quite a surprise for Minho later. Hehe. I finished chopping the veggies, and started softening the pasta for our spaghetti. When I was making the sauce, I heard Minho grunting at the living room. I ignored all his pleas for help, and continued what I'm doing. As soon as he entered the kitchen, "Cassidy, where's the cake?" I looked at him and noticed his line of sight on the oven. I hung my head, acting forlorn. "Oh Cass. It's okay. We'll try next time." "Yeah. Hey! I finshed chopping your veggies. And I'm making spaghetti now. It's almost done, so you could start cooking now. What is that meat you brought?" "I don't know. I forgot to ask." "Please tell me it's not goat's meat." "You don't like goat's meat?" "No. I always remember my pet goat before. So that's a nada for me." "Okay. But I think our meat here is not from a goat. It has wings. Maybe a chicken or turkey. Or maybe duck?" "Duck? No waay! You eat it yourself. I hate its smell." "You are so picky. I'm telling you, you're missing half of your life here. You should taste them, they're yummy." "Yeah, whatever fowl-eater. Let's continue cooking, I'm getting hungry."
