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.