MelanieSkye

 They're running late. The oven clock grates at her as she opens the oven to check on her brownies. Not only late, but an hour late. Is something wrong? Did something go wrong? She weaves her fingers together in a nervous fidget, teeth nibbling on her bottom lip. Beep. Beep. Hinata glances up, hitting off on the timer and moves to the stove. All of the burners are taken with a large rice cooker chugging along next to the stove. Taking off a pan's lid, she smiles at the bubbly red curry sauce. Grabbing a spoon, she dips it in to check the taste. Nodding absent-mindedly she reaches to turn off that pot's burner before it feels like smoke'