
The muffins were burning.
Or they weren't. But my brain was convinced they were, even as the timer blinked innocently on the oven display like, chill, woman.

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The muffins were burning.
Or they weren't. But my brain was convinced they were, even as the timer blinked innocently on the oven display like, chill, woman.

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