[color=darkgray][center][IMG]https://i.imgur.com/KcJygoU.png[/IMG][/center][hr][B][COLOR=GOLD]Location:[/color][/b] Great Room, Observatory
[b][color=gold]Interactions:[/color][/b] Cerise [@medili], Lys [@Force and Fury], Desmond [@Theyra]
[b][color=gold]Mentions:[/color][/b] Poppy [@dreamingflowers][hr]

While plugging in the last of the cords, like Lys, Erik conducted his own spying. Across the room and from the corner of his eye, both Lys and the cake were in his sights. [color=gold]Hmm.[/color] He needed confirmation!  

The moment Lys bit into her helping of cake, Erik sighed with relief. He realized his taste buds weren’t broken due to some side effect of being an aged revenant. [color=gold][i]Thank goodness![/i][/color] He honestly considered the half-thought theory as it was either that or Poppy really performed something he thought impossible. Erik was indeed a long-standing member of Team Optimism, but even he knew that limits existed. Everyone on the team had them. 

[color=#DE3163]"Did you make this, Lys? Or was it you, big bro? Whoever it is should be in charge of dessert from now on!"[/color]

[color=gold]“Not gonna happen!”[/color] He declared adamantly before his eyes widened in shock. [color=gold]“Oh!”[/color] Erik cupped his mouth with both hands when he realized he had bluntly objected aloud out of reflex. Dropping his hands he went straight into damage control mode. [color=gold]“I [i]meant[/i] not gonna happen anytime soon. Yeah! Everyone needs a chance at baking, right? Speaking of….”[/color] Erik’s eyes locked on the next person to enter the Great Room. [color=gold]“Desmond! You get to bake at the next party! Cookies, cake, doesn’t matter! Lys, Cerise, and I will eat just about anything. [i]Just about[/i].”[/color] He slightly narrowed his eyes as he placed emphasis on the last couple of words. Despite Poppy’s success today, she had thoroughly demonstrated how unpleasant food could be prepared over the several years of her being with the Commune.
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