She'd nearly turned right around and gone back back home. The cake would keep, it could wait, and she could pretend that it didn't eat at her that she'd forgotten her friend would be working, just because she wasn't. But she'd kept on anyway, because holing up in her apartment going crazy wasn't getting her anywhere. She was going to do something nice and normal if it killed her, and no one else appreciated a good recipe the way Nasir did.
Sweeping her worries away and keeping that thought in its stead, she moved from the doorway towards the counter and waited for a chance to catch the cook's attention.
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