Playing with Fire

“Cooking,” I answered, deflated.

“God, Aryra, don’t you remember what happened the last time you tried?”

“Don’t be a jerk. I called you for moral support.”

“Sorry,” she said. “Are you ok? Did you, you know, break anything?”

“Thank you so fucking much for the confidence.”

She was right. What the hell...

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