Abram~

'I kneaded the dough, for the creamy pie we are to about to make. My wife has given me, this task to knead the dough smoothly.

"You are taking too much time, Abram" I heard her voice, and look at my side, where she was standing with a spatula in her hand.

"I am trying, alright. I want the dough to be perfect" I said and added more chocolate syrup.

I felt her coming towards me, and snatched the bowl from me, but my reflexes were unfortunate that the chocolate syrup squirted out from the bottle.

Landing on her face.

I look at her wide eye, her face covered...