But Karina declined regretfully, swamped with her agency duties.

After some idle chatter, Rosalynn and Karina said their goodbyes.

“Rosalynn, take a breather. I'll cook for us. Dinner will be ready in no time," Maggie offered, dashing into the kitchen.

“Thanks, Maggie," Rosalynn replied, grinning. She didn't object, opting instead to bake her biscuits.

The apartment was suddenly filled with chatter.

Their laughter filled the apartment, as the aroma of delectable dishes and biscuits wafted through the air.

Rosalynn playfully fed Maggie a fresh biscuit.

Maggie's eyes sparkling with delight.

“Rosalynn, this is the best biscuit I've ever had. It's even better than the store-bought kind."

"Thank you for your praise," Rosalynn responded, her smile widening.

Since Calvert liked sweets, she had learned to roast biscuits since childhood.

“Rosalynn, you're quite the chef. Don't laugh at my humble cooking later," Maggie teased.

She then presented three dishes and a steaming soup.

“How could I? I'm grateful for a ready-made meal," Rosalynn assured her.

She joined Maggie at the table.

Tasting the soup first, Rosalynn nodded approvingly.

“It's fantastic!"

“Then I'll handle the cooking and dishwashing from now on," Maggie declared, patting her chest.

Rosalynn glanced at her friend, understanding Maggie's guilt about living rent-free.

Maggie was a considerate soul who knew her manners.

“Looks Like I can relax in the future," Rosalynn mused.

“Hey, I'm the one who's benefiting from your generosity," Maggie countered. lell, I'll just have to repay the favor someday."