I’m not a morning person, but I managed to wake up early with a big smile on my face. The place was a bit chilly, but I wasn’t wearing any underwear under the red short T shirt I found in the closet in the room Ethan assigned me to. I wanted to thank him for letting me crash at his house, so as soon as I brushed my teeth with a spare toothbrush, and wash my face with cool wipe water, I made my way downstairs eager to find the kitchen.
I’m not a chef or anything, because all I eat is animals’ raw meat and drink blood, so I don’t know what kind of food humans eat, or how it’s prepared, but it doesn’t hurt to try. Making sure that no one was in sight, I used my fingers and snapped my fingers to bring me to the kitchen, and instantly I was face to face with a huge kitchen that had a bunch of things I know nothing about. I wanted to cook something nice, but how can I when I don’t even now the first step off cooking.