Blaming Herself

"We should get to making and eating lunch now," Madeline reminded the two of them, who had been thinking that same exact thing. 

"Finally, we get to the topic of lunch," Briar said, breathing a sigh of relief. 

For a moment, she thought she'd be stuck talking about Emilio for ages. Fortunately, Madeline had switched the topic to lunch. 

"So, what are we thinking? Does anyone have any ideas on what to eat for lunch or are we just making what's most convenient for us?"

Indiana suggested, "Why don't we just do the second option."

"Agreed, whatever's the fastest route to food," Briar said excitedly.

She loved food. And eating.

And thanks to her inhuman metabolism, she wouldn't gain any weight from eating tons and tons of food. One of the best parts of being a werewolf and having a sweet tooth. 

At the same time, Briar just discovered Indiana was an excellent baker. 

How sweet!