Making amends and baking cakes.

[nuttyknightley]

*is in her kitchen, the backdoor and all the windows open as she beats the blaring fire alarm into submission with a broom, the kitchen full of smoke from her third burnt cake

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[the_filmmaker]

*walks in the kitchen door, not bothering to knock since he's fairly sure you won't open the door for him, not after what Michael said*

*looks around the hazy, flour-covered kitchen* Think you can stop burning the house down and talk to me for a minute?

[nuttyknightley]

*goes rigid when she hears you, looks up at you wide-eyed* *calmly sets the bowl of cake batter on the counter and then bolts for the kitchen door, screaming when the cake batter on her damn foot makes her slip and fall in the hallway*

*crawls into the nearby bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her with her foot and scrambling to lock it before you can try the handle*

[the_filmmaker]

*sighs, walking to stand outside the bathroom door* Honestly, Keira. It's not like I killed your fucking bunny rabbit. *rubs the back of his neck* Listen, Michael told me that Nicole had told you about what happened with Hayden in France. *sighs again* Can you come out here, please?

[nuttyknightley]

*sits with her back to the door and pulls her legs to her chest, resting her forehead on her knees and taking a deep, shuddering breath* Go away or I'll yell for Caleb. *really fucking hopes you don't know he's not there*