The Vault smells like chocolate and sin this morning. 🍪
I thought I’d spend my morning being sweet… so I made cookies. But it turns out, the dough wasn’t the only thing that got a little sticky.
Flour on my hands, heat in the kitchen, and a tight reminder of how little I’m wearing. Maybe I just wanted to see how long I could stay focused before giving in to distraction.
Would you behave if you were here or would you try to steal a taste before they cooled?
Be honest… would you want a cookie, or would you rather earn one? 🖤🗝️