Why?

I was about to head to my room when my phone buzzed on the coffee table.

> Nina: u home?

> Me: yeah. just finished eating.

> Nina: ooh, what did you have? another one of my five-star egg dishes?

A smile spread across my face.

> Me: nope. i cooked.

The three little dots appeared instantly, then disappeared, then appeared again.

> Nina: no way. for real? what did you make?

> Me: chicken stir-fry.

I felt a stupid amount of pride typing that.

> Nina: liar. send proof.

I laughed out loud. I took a picture of my clean bowl and the frying pan drying next to the sink and sent it to her.

> Nina: holy crap. you actually did it. was it good? be honest.

> Me: it was amazing.

> Nina: i'm so proud of you. you're a real adult now.

> Me: don't push it. i still can't fold a fitted sheet.

> Nina: no one can. it's an ancient mystery.

I smiled, my head leaning back against the couch.