You and I, together (2)

“What are you doing, Nicholas?” Roseanne said, narrowing her eyes at him.

“I'm trying,”Nicholas sighed. “Look at me.”

Roseanne looked at him with narrowed eyes. He had smeared his clothes with flour. They were standing in the same kitchen setup that Nicholas had made for her a few days back.

One day, he asked Roseanne to teach him how to bake. Who would have thought that she would jump at the idea? He agreed the next day that he was a little tipsy when he said that. But she was in no mood to listen.

These days, he had to attend baking classes with her where she was strict and dare he said a violent teacher. If he messed up salt with sugar, she would hit him with a spatula! He felt betrayed and violated. He even saw kids giggling to each other when Roseanne would scold him for mixing salt and sugar. In his defense both were white, transparent and both dissolved in water. When he gave this argument and logic to her, he earned another spatula shot and this time on his ass. He swore t