James narrowed his eyes, scanning the room before heading straight for the kitchen.

His hands moved fast, grabbing whatever he needed—no hesitation.

"Alright, what d'you like?" he asked, already pulling out some meat and sugar for the cookies.
They smile softly as they see his smile.

"Making them?" They are surprised about that but end up laighing as they follow him as they get pulled.

"Okay okay!"

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