*Sarah's pnt. of view *
I woke up to a ray of sunlight shining through te window, an empty bed, and the smell of bacon dancing along the walls of the room.
As the sweet and delicious aroma penetrated my nostrils, my tummy made itself noticeable by letting out a deep an long growl, that seem to make my mouth water at the smell of food.
I followed the smell and it lead me straight to the kitchen, where a shirtless Damien seem to be struggling with making breakfast.
He tried flipping a pancake, but failing miserably, and causing it to fall flat on the floor, as he let out a curse word.
It was quite amusing causing me to chuckle, and make myself noticed.
He turned around and smiled saying "great! You're awake. I'm making breakfast."
I smiled and said" you mean 'trying' to make breakfast
