Lilac stood in Johnathan's kitchen staring at the disaster she just made happen. Her feets moved forward and then backwards. She had tried to make breakfast for him before he was up but it almost led to her setting the kitchen on fire. She had followed the recipe but ended up messing everything up. The toast was beyond burnt. Same with the scrambled eggs. 

It was unrecognizable. “Shit! I should have learned to cook as fun. What is the use of living so long when I can't even make toast.” Lilac muttered as she started to clean up her mess. She was lucky enough to get the hang of doing...