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Do you like cookies or cupcakes or brownies better?

I know it's not urgent, sorry

[She's in the middle of something, when the text first arrives, and when she does get around to checking her messages, she just sort of stares in confusion for a moment.]

Brownies, I suppose.

[Does it matter? But she's learned not to ask things like that, of Adonis.]

Why?

I went grocery shopping.

( As if this were the answer to all things. But, a moment later: )

And found recipes

[Ah. Well, that makes her smile to herself, if nothing else, although--]

Do you think the oven can handle it?

[She's in the process of finding them somewhere new, but until then, the apartment isn't exactly top quality.]

( A fine point. )

If it catches fire then there's a fire extinguisher.

( He is the fire extinguisher )

[Adonis, please.]

Well, I can hardly argue with that logic.

[She's.... teasing in her own way, and he should be familiar enough with her mannerisms over text to pick up on that.]

it's a win-win, you either get home-made brownies or you get brownies that i went and bought at a bakery

( to try and conceal his shame )

I'd be able to tell the difference.

[Complimenting his cooking??? Sort of???]

I haven't gotten to practice desserts much, yet, the bakery might be safer

( how do compliments??? )

I'm sure they'll be fine.

[Good heavens Adonis just take the compliment.]

Chocolate fudge or chocolate mint or the kind with walnuts?

( no )

I don't have a particular preference, whichever you'd like is fine.

[She's already made one decision about Things She Likes in this conversation isn't that enough.]

I'll figure it out. It'll be good practice.

( she is going to come home to three batches of brownies )

[This is - strange, and she feels like she should tell him it's not necessary, baking things for her, but she doubts it'd go over well.]

Make sure Maurice doesn't get into the batter, or anything.

[She doesn't think Donny would purposefully give Maurice chocolate, but that dog can be determined and cunning when food is involved.]

I got him a bone. Is that okay? I thought it'd be good for his teeth.

( This is a strangely domestic conversation. )

Okay so have a good day

That's alright, I'm sure he'll be happy for it.

Thank you.

[Assuming that by "good" he means "succesful".

It takes her a moment to add the next part, but at least he doesn't need to know that when it's all one message.]

You too.

You're welcome.

( And he doesn't know how to respond to that from her, when he knows the sorts of things she has to be doing, the kind of day she might actually be having, and words are complicated things for both of them. So, he'll be ignoring it. )

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text; bear with me

text; after a slight delay because reasons

permatext and also lbr he is probs used to waiting

max where are you: a novel by adonis casey

max i made you dinner it's getting cold: a sequel

max either undo these handcuffs or come back please: the final installment in the trilogy

suddenly envision him pouring over "how to be a domestic goddess"

cackling tbqh

he just thinks nigella is great okay

nigella is great

the only woman who can distract him from max: nigella and her cooking wisdom

and then max was jealous

max pls

what

lol max thinking anyone else would actually hold his attention

she is silly sometimes

silliest tbh