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( heather was truly all smiles despite the chaos, noises, and general bad time they and others were having in the kitchen. she was unsure about how to feel about etraya and being forced to be here, but she did have a personal goal despite it all-

to try and be happy. she had suffered for so long, in so many forms, and this was a breath of fresh air.

at maria's words, she topped off the salad as best she could, as fast as she could before the ingredients decided to fail on her all over again. once she finished, she lifted up the bowl they had worked on together and offered one last smile at maria before they headed out to be judged. )

Eh, it was your dish to begin with anyways. I just came in to help.