Demyan
Ethan and I danced around the kitchen as we waited for the lasagna to cook in the oven. A blend of our soundtracks played through the speakers. It was 2am and for some reason it felt like we had just woken up. Ethan did not look like someone who had spent the entire night at a charity ball. He was flooded with life and I had a great suspicion it was because of me.
Bunbun on the other hand had been struggling to jump up the kitchen island stools. She would come running and try to launch herself but I feared she had gained so much weight her agility had been long lost. She barely made it ten centimetres off the ground before she would fall back down.
"Maybe we should help her. She probably wants fun in the action too," Ethan laughed as Bunbun took another few steps back for one last attempt.
"She'll eat all the cheese and you can see she looks about ready to pop."
