Help Felicity in the kitchen

You then follow Felicity to the kitchen in the back. It's a little bit of a mess. Obviously, she's been working very hard on this dinner already. She Always goes the extra mile, and you don't give her enough credit for it, often enough, you think. She puts the turkey onto the kitchen counter before she notices you followed her.

'What are you doing here?' she asks, a little perplexed. She looks cute, with her blonde hair in two braids on the side of her head, her dress hugging her skin. You never noticed how incredibly hot she can look. It's a shame she's often too bitchy to you.

'Helping you,' you answer. 'It's my fault for being late. I want to make it up.'

'Hmpf... okay,' she says reluctantly. 'Well, don't just stand there, get an apron!'

You get a blue one from the door and put it on. You turn around to see that Felicity has put one on too. She has started readying the turkey and asks you to heat up the oven. You work together like this for a while, taking orders from Felicity who sounds less and less annoyed as you joke and laugh with her. At some point she even starts to enjoy herself, starting to make jokes of her own. Admittedly, not very funny ones, but she can be excused for that.

When you the turkey is roasting in the oven, smelling delicious, you're both preparing the rest of the food. Felicity has a whole lot of stuff planned out. This is going to be a feast to remember.

'You've really outdone yourself, Felicity,' you tell her. 'I'm proud of you.'

'Thanks,' she gives you an enormous smile, like that's the kindest thing she's ever heard. 'Nice of you to appreciate me for once.'

'Oh, come on, people appreciate you,' you tell her.

'No they don't,' she answers, getting a little irritated again. 'I know people think I'm bitchy. And before you say anything, I know that's true. I am bitchy sometimes. But not on purpose, you know? I'm trying to please everyone, but instead I'm mean to everyone I'm trying to please.'

'I don't think you're bitchy,' you lie a little. 'And I Always appreciate your hard work, even though I don't say it all the time.'

'Thank you for saying that,' she smiles at you. 'I mean it. You're always nice to me, Robbie.'

She hugs you, and you hug her back. She smells nice. You stay a while like that, hypnotized by her smell and touch.

'I always liked you, Felicity,' you tell her.

'You're sweet,' she whispers in your ear and kisses you on the cheeck.

You stop hugging then, and stare in each other's eyes.