Day three…I wanted to choke someone, something, anything.
“You seem agitated” came the computer like voice of my ridiculously expensive AI.
I need to leave this house before I go insane.
Eve decided that she wanted to bake for us today without actually asking my permission if she could do anything in my kitchen or not, I only found out when I heard a scream and rushed downstairs to check what had happened.
Eve is covered in cake batter, so is the rest of the kitchen, the walls, the burner, the sink. The mixer was on he floor, it seemed to have broken.
Cullen was standing by the side with an amused expression. Something in between a growl and a groan left my lips as I went behind the kitchen counter to take in the rest of the mess.
“Really?” Eve was looking at me with a guilty expres
