❝ spring for flirting but fall for the untamed delicious wild things ❞

[medievalism]

{ an autumn mixer }

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chrissy ★

[pompom]

[ very open to all! assumed cr is ok. let's give her a happy au! mild warning for recovery for a history of disordered eating ]

"Would you hand me the eggs?"

Chrissy's trying her hand at baking today. After being scolded so many times, and being passive-aggressively manipulated by her mother her entire life, she's finally taking those first few steps in reclaiming her own life. With the leaves changing colors, so will she, starting with making her very first pie dough in her tiny apartment by the community college.

She's smiling, already dusted with flour, strawberry blonde hair messily tied back with elastic. There's a shy giggle laced through her words as she finishes slowly stirring the dry ingredients. "Cm'on, I can't do this on my own!"