Collette hadn't cooked since moving to the academy, to say she was excited for this class was an understatement! She offered the teacher a smile upon entry, snagging an apron provided by the class before skittering to an empty work station. To say she was giddy was an understatement as the young woman bounced excitedly on the balls of her feet. It was always fun to sit with her grandmother and decide what would be made together, she was sure this would be no different. Though, glancing around, she wondered what the other students present would decide to make.
There was Lynne, whom she offered a friendly wave, looking a tad unsure, a young man in a fancy apron, clinging to a rather fluffy mass of dough, and finally another young man covered in drool. She worried that he'd devour the contents of the table before she even reached them, leading her to inch closer to the ingredients... just in case. Aside from that the only other individual present was the teacher. Though eager herself to begin, she'd been bouncing since she entered the room, Collette tried to wait patiently to begin cooking.
There was Lynne, whom she offered a friendly wave, looking a tad unsure, a young man in a fancy apron, clinging to a rather fluffy mass of dough, and finally another young man covered in drool. She worried that he'd devour the contents of the table before she even reached them, leading her to inch closer to the ingredients... just in case. Aside from that the only other individual present was the teacher. Though eager herself to begin, she'd been bouncing since she entered the room, Collette tried to wait patiently to begin cooking.