When the next day had come, I woke up at one point. When I looked at Megan, who wasn't there, I shook my head. First, what had come to my mind was that she was in the bathroom puking? As I looked at the bathroom, I started getting up, but then I could hear "fuck" coming from the other side of the home. When I looked at it, I got up and when I walked to the kitchen, I could see Megan cooking. As I looked at her, I asked, "what are you doing?"
"Breakfast. Change" she said, shortly. After hearing her, I asked, "you want some help?"
"No," she said, shortly and when she comes back to cutting I shook my head, and then I walked to the bedroom. While there, I used the bathroom and then changed. When I had done this I come back to the kitchen and when I looked at Megan she said, "clean your side lip."
"Ok," I said, and when I have done this she smiled, and then she said, "so now. Help me with frying."
