lemon bars recipe

in the future, you stumble through explaining your lemon bar recipe, though you know it by heart - the most beautiful girl in the world sits on your counter, hair drawn into a messy bun, swinging her legs while sipping hot tea. she smiles at you, softer than the morning light through your kitchen window, and you nearly drop the flaky shortbread crust. you figure it’s worth it when she laughs and leans down to kiss your forehead, smudging flour across your neck.