" we need to meet Jen outside at 9am , you have to give permission for me to work " Alissia shouts from the kitchen. She walks in carrying plates with bacon eggs and French toast. She places it down in front of me on the coffee table. I look between her and the plate surprised. She pauses with a fork full on the way to her mouth " What ?". I shake my head and laugh " Is this edible I mean I remember your cooking, the fact is you can't cook ".
Her mouth pings open in an O then she laughs shoving the fork full in. " Cheeky of course it's edible I had to learn to cook when I went away to study , plus my roomate was studying advanced culinary she found it offensive I couldn't cook. Took it upon herself to teach me ". I scoop the food up quicker than quick , I'd missed home cooking. The fir
