BLURB NIGHT! YAAASSS! What about breakfast with Shawn in the morning, he's trying his best to make you omelet but continues to fail miserably so you just let him out of his misery and make it yourself instead as he makes coffee/tea 😊
“These don’t look right.” Shawn said, scraping the pan he was making eggs in. Or, at least he was trying to make eggs.
You peeked over the edge of the pan, and hummed in agreement. “Yeah, I think you got them a little too burned.” You said, going over and pulling out the carton of eggs from the fridge. “Want me to make ‘em?” You asked, cracking some open and whisking them in a plastic bowl, adding salt and pepper.
“Yes, please.” Shawn nodded, going to sit on the counter next to the stove. “Sorry I fucked up breakfast.”
“You didn’t fuck it up, Shawn.” You looked at the coffee pot, and back at him. “You can redeem yourself if you want to make some coffee for us.”
IT’S NOT BLURB NIGHT ANYMORE BITCHES BUT I STILL HAVE TO FINISH ONES THAT WERE SENT IN YESTERDAY