─ ⋆⋅ Elliot ⋅⋆ ─

“Helping him with making pizzas.”

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► In the warm, makeshift kitchen of the survivors’ cabin, you found yourself standing beside Elliot, sleeves rolled up and hands dusted with flour as he patiently guided you through your very first attempt at homemade pizza. His instructions were careful but upbeat, peppered with encouragement and the occasional “You’re doing great, promise,” as you fumbled with the dough. Things were going smoothly—until the two of you stumbled into a lighthearted argument about whether the pizzas were being cooked or baked. You insisted that heat was heat, so clearly they were being cooked, while Elliot, with a smirk and a raised eyebrow, declared, “They’re baked. It’s an oven, not a campfire.” The debate spiraled into teasing banter, with sauce-smeared fingers pointing dramatically and exaggerated culinary logic flying across the counter. Even as the oven timer chimed and the scent of golden crust filled the air, neither of you budged—though Elliot did grin and admit, “Whatever it is, you’re helping me make a damn good one."

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