[ Today, Peregrine has...a few things ahead of her. Tonight, there's against all odds a date, and in the day, well—
It's when she looked at the menu earlier this week that she remembered it. Yesterday, actually. The little dates. She wasn't sure if she should do anything about it, but—
No one deserves to be forgotten.
So! Before the meeting, Peregrine can be found in the teacher's lounge. She's got one of her completely treated pieces of deerskin leather, but instead of fitting it into a cloak, like the others, she— she's cutting it up? In very specific ways, and...braiding it. There's a whole bunch of thread, braided into cords sitting out on the table, presumably for practice. She's been at this for awhile. Very quietly, she hums as she works.
And after? She's in the kitchen, with a recipe book from the library. It's open to a page on...apple cakes? ]
Okay. Okay, okay, okay. How do you know what apples are tart...?
[ She's. Really trying!!
At some point at night, before it's time for her to meet Janis and Maya, she stops at the ofrenda in the lobby, carrying a somewhat lopsided apple cake complete with nineteen lit candles. ]
So, um... I don't know if...you can hear me here, or...anything. But— ...I remembered. I wasn't sure what you'd like, and it's my first time baking without...without my mom, so I probably screwed something up, but... Here. I hope— somehow, maybe, you can...see it.
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It's when she looked at the menu earlier this week that she remembered it. Yesterday, actually. The little dates. She wasn't sure if she should do anything about it, but—
No one deserves to be forgotten.
So! Before the meeting, Peregrine can be found in the teacher's lounge. She's got one of her completely treated pieces of deerskin leather, but instead of fitting it into a cloak, like the others, she— she's cutting it up? In very specific ways, and...braiding it. There's a whole bunch of thread, braided into cords sitting out on the table, presumably for practice. She's been at this for awhile. Very quietly, she hums as she works.
And after? She's in the kitchen, with a recipe book from the library. It's open to a page on...apple cakes? ]
Okay. Okay, okay, okay. How do you know what apples are tart...?
[ She's. Really trying!!
At some point at night, before it's time for her to meet Janis and Maya, she stops at the ofrenda in the lobby, carrying a somewhat lopsided apple cake complete with nineteen lit candles. ]
So, um... I don't know if...you can hear me here, or...anything. But— ...I remembered. I wasn't sure what you'd like, and it's my first time baking without...without my mom, so I probably screwed something up, but... Here. I hope— somehow, maybe, you can...see it.
[ She sets down the cake carefully. ]
...And— here. [ Alongside it, she places a medium brown corded leather bracelet. ]
Happy Birthday, Connor. ...Miss you.