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Don’t Cry Out. – (Chapter: 7. Pancakes.)
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By the end of the escapade, Spencer had four pancakes that had landed on the floor, two that had burned, three that weren’t cooked all the way, and one that was good, but very, very tiny. It even fit in the palm of her hand, and she ended up tossing it, like a flying disc, into the trash with the other nine.
Breakfast at Farley Bakery? Hell yes.
Spencer found herself whistling as she walked down the sidewalk in the direction of her new favorite place. Upon the discovery, she immediately stopped, blushing furiously to herself and cracking a smile that she couldn’t keep at bay. She never thought of herself as a morning person, but, as she walked, she realized this might become a daily routine.
It was a surprise to find that there were even less people sitting in Farley Bakery in the morning than in the afternoon. Considering the coffee obsession that both grown men and women and teenagers were going through, she figured that the place would have more than three customers in the morning. It was a wonder they weren’t out of business yet.
Thus, there were even less heads that passed up the opportunity to swing in her direction as she entered the bakery, the delicious aroma of the display welcome to her senses after the pancake incident. She relished in the sweet smells as she strode to the counter, hands in her pockets as she jingled her keys absently. Neither Ashley nor Mr. Farley were at the counter, however. Instead, there was another girl – a teenager, about Spencer’s age – that was busying herself with cleaning out one of the new coffee pots. Once she saw Spencer standing at the counter, she smiled widely and set the pot aside, wiping her hands on her apron. Spencer wondered why she wore one – no one else that worked at the bakery seemed to.
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ah poor spencer, can hardly feed herself. but that’s probably why i loved this update so: i can relate. i myself just recently managed to screw up microwaving ravioli. i think i must tell you this everytime (at least i think it everytime), but your writing is absolutely beautiful. i bet you could write about belly button lint and still make it interesting. now i’m going to go order some chinese, i’m starving :)
ah poor spencer, can hardly feed herself. but that’s probably why i loved this update so: i can relate. i myself just recently managed to screw up microwaving ravioli. i think i must tell you this everytime (at least i think it everytime), but your writing is absolutely beautiful. i bet you could write about belly button lint and still make it interesting. now i’m going to go order some chinese, i’m starving :)
Wow… You know this fallout shelter concept has slipped into someone elses post line too. Funny that. Anyway, you and me and the big bag o’ love will have a whale of a time. I want some Jim’s chinese now….
Wow… You know this fallout shelter concept has slipped into someone elses post line too. Funny that. Anyway, you and me and the big bag o’ love will have a whale of a time. I want some Jim’s chinese now….
man i was fooled too. i tot she’s calling ashley. tho i dont get why she’ so intimated by the new girl at the cafe. hmmm. and yeah this chapter is interesting! :D
man i was fooled too. i tot she’s calling ashley. tho i dont get why she’ so intimated by the new girl at the cafe. hmmm. and yeah this chapter is interesting! :D
and there was me thinking you’d had Ashey give Spencer the wrong number! Love it muchly, and therefore can’t wait to read more, whenever that will be! I can’t exactly moan at you, cos I’m the world’s worst at updating. Ah well :-D Jx
and there was me thinking you’d had Ashey give Spencer the wrong number! Love it muchly, and therefore can’t wait to read more, whenever that will be! I can’t exactly moan at you, cos I’m the world’s worst at updating. Ah well :-D Jx
Oh how I love this story and confused, lonely, even more dorktastic than normal Spencer. Though I was taken aback a bit by the lack of office supply innuendo. I mean, the post it notes were right there and asking for it. Poor Spence must’ve really been out of it not to be dwelling on the love life of her desk contents.
Oh how I love this story and confused, lonely, even more dorktastic than normal Spencer. Though I was taken aback a bit by the lack of office supply innuendo. I mean, the post it notes were right there and asking for it. Poor Spence must’ve really been out of it not to be dwelling on the love life of her desk contents.
ah burnt salad…the story of my love life. that was HYSTERICAL by the way. totally worth reading the entire post. whoop.
ah burnt salad…the story of my love life. that was HYSTERICAL by the way. totally worth reading the entire post. whoop.
sweet! an update! thank you thank you. who the hell was that other girl working? goodness. chinese always makes me feel better tho, at least she’s a smart one!
sweet! an update! thank you thank you. who the hell was that other girl working? goodness. chinese always makes me feel better tho, at least she’s a smart one!