Wearing a comfy white cotton sweater paired with my distressed denim, I went out of my room while fixing my hair. I stop when I didn't saw Seviro in the living room so my eyes automatically went to the kitchen. I stride towards its direction and there he is, cooking while wearing a pink apron that Viscos bought for me.
"What are you doing?" I stupidly ask.
I mean, is he hungry? I honestly didn't have anything on my fridge because I don't know how to cook. The last time I went to the market is when I was with Viscos.
"Preparing a breakfast," he respond without looking at me.
I tilt my head. I tramp towards him and curiously look at what he's doing. My eyebrow move when I saw that he's cutting a bread putting ham and cheese with fresh slice avocado.
"I didn't see anything to cook inside your fridge aside from this so I just decided to make a sandwich" he explain and glance at me.
