Chapter 300

"Do you want to bring down the kitchen?" he asks, moving over to the pot of oats which have you gone to hell and back with the way they look burnt.

I don't really know why life hates me this much, I don't know why life hurts me this much because I'm pretty sure that thing was perfectly fine a minute ago, that was enough water to have kept it boiling for a few more minutes but I see the problem here, I see the problem which I have unknowingly caused for myself by putting too much water in it and closing the lid over the port.

It seems the oats have taken on something of a sticky gooey texture and it has boiled up to the point that the bubbles are practically tipping over the lead and down onto the surface of the electric cooker.

It trickles over and it makes it develop something of dark smoke, and it is practically the smoke, that has alerted him.

Okay I am so panicked at this point, I am panicked enough that I just stand there doing nothing and watching as Eras takes the pot off the cooker, switches it off, and put it into the sink.

"What were you trying to make?" He asks me as he opens the lid of the pot and I crack an eyebrow at him.

Okay, are we not going to talk about how he is in my house around this time, and why for some odd reason he's wearing some of Scott's oversized clothes.

It suits him just fine and he snaps his fingers in front of my fac.

"Were you aimimg to burn the house or were you thinking to cook something?" he asks an amused look on his face and I practically darken at this.

"Why would I want to burn my own house?" I ask him sounding offended and he chuckles that delightful chuckle of his that makes me feel like there's a whole world of sunshine bubbling up in me.

OKAY, I like this. I like this feeling really really much.

"If you weren't planning to burn down the house then why would you keep oats on the cooker for that long?" he asks and I shoot him a glare.

"I haven't even made something, I haven't even prepared anything and yet you are already accusing me of wanting to burn down the house, what happens when I finally take the next few minutes cooking?" I say and he smiles.

"Oh, you're trying to cook then?" he replies me and I feel like killing him.

Exactly why is Eras doing this to me.

"Is there anything that you are here for?" I say acting annoyed and he makes an awwing sound with his mouth.

A sound that makes me feel annoyed and makes me bristle up even more.

"I didn't mean to offend you" he says looking at me, still trying to hide the grin that he wears on his face, but he cannot.

He cannot because he's silently laughing at me and my cooking skills.

I hate my life.