I turned the stove down slightly and slowly flipped the cracked eggs in the pan. I chopped a few slices of cheddar and added some sausage. After adding a few spices... the smell of the breakfast I had prepared started to tickle my nose and I couldn't help smiling.
I placed the pan in the center of a rather big tray, then chopped a salad, toasted some bread, and added some different things. Finally, I picked up the tray and walked into the living room. The moment I walked in... the person sitting on my couch caught my attention. He must have smelled the breakfast because his nose wiggled slightly for a moment, then his eyes slowly turned in my direction.
A slight smile appeared on his face. His black hair was a little longer than I was used to. His brown eyes, tinged with yellow, were filled with curiosity as he looked at the tray in my hand.
"I only came once... you overdid it, Clara. If you keep this up, I'll want to come here every morning."
