forum Roleplay ^-^

Started February 16, 2018 by @Oakie Dokie

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"So? Get back in here and destroy these eggs to make pastry batter." Aspen smiled softly and placed a large bowl and a carton of eggs in front of her.

“I can try.”, she said. “Do you need anymore money for the coffee machine?”

"I've got it," Aspen lied. He didn't dare mention the angry customer in fear that it would drive his friend off again. "Also, put your apron back on. I'd rather not be shut down for sanitation issues, even though they're threatening anyway because I shed…" he laughed angrily to himself and made his way back to the mess, working anxiously to clean it up.

She put her apron back on. “I’ll try again, but I’m not good at baking.” She held up an egg. It dropped on the floor and broke. “After I clean up the egg on the floor.”

Ember slowly crept out of the women's bathroom, hoping nobody would notice him. The swelling on his lip was going down a bit, but now his eyes were red and puffy. He noticed Oyoyo had returned and smiled.

"Ember! You alright?" Aspen inquired. "I- I'm sorry if I came off flirtatious or anything, I… I don't know. Sorry."

“Umm…What? What happened while I was gone and why did Ember come out of the woman’s restroom?”, Oyoyo asked.

"Wait… Ember, is there something you'd like to tell us?" Aspen wiggled his eyebrows.

Ember's face turned bright red. "N-no!" He said, a bit loud. "I was an accident, I swear, I didn't mean to… and you weren't coming off as flirtatious, I just messed up on my words and then freaked out, so… I'm sorry about that."

"Ember, honey, you're fine!!" Aspen was about to die laughing, and he struck a Real Housewives pose. "Take it from mwah."

Oyoyo had no clue what was going on, but she was enjoying it! She was laughing so hard, her side ached. “Aspen it seems your flirting with everyone now!”, she joked.

Ember laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "S-still sorry…"

Oyoyo finished cleaning up the egg on the floor. “So how do I make the batter?”, she asked.

"Yah know it sweetheart," Aspen replied jokingly, secretly loving the routine. He tilted his head back and flicked his apron out dramatically, sending a cloud of flour out across the kitchen. "Combine the eggs, flour, sugar, poppy seeds, coffee beans, sun butter, margerine, milk, and bacon grease and put it in the blender of Pulse, then shape the dough and pop it in the oven on 450 for about 10 minutes."

While Oyoyo and Aspen were busy, Ember backed off slowly toward the door. It would be better for him to leave. He pushed the door open, the bell chiming as he slipped away and made his way down the sidewalk.

"Dammit, I heard that Ember…" Aspen muttered, too lazy to react otherwise. "Well Oyoyo, looks like you're stuck with me."

Ember fell against the side of the wall of the cafe, sliding down slowly and letting out a sob, putting a hand over his mouth to muffle the noise. Tears rolled down his cheeks and over his hands, and he tried his best to ignore the incoming customers giving him judgmental looks.

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Aspen returned once again to the sandwiches, having two different people abandon the task. What was the point, anyway? It wasn't like anyone ate them besides himself, whenever he was on break or hungry.

(Can't view it right now, I'm on school wifi and pinterest is blocked lol)
Ember felt useless. He was 19, living on the streets, and didn't even have the balls to tell his friends that he was trans. He literally did not have the balls, and that upset him even more.