K A Y L A
Walking into the kitchen I watch as people come in, picking from a variety of foods set on the counters and going about their business. Seems like an ordinary day for everyone. By the island counter, I see a girl seated on one of the stools, enjoying some pancakes, waffles, bacon...Eggs... It's a strange combo but she obviously doesn't mind since she looks like she is enjoying herself.
She has rich dark chocolate skin and slick and shiny wavy black hair that falls over her back, some loose strands falling softly on her shoulders.
She is stunning.
I walk in and clasp my hands together, looking around the kitchen, my eyes landing on her. Unfortunately, I don't look away fast enough and we lock gazes. She stares at me for a second, her eyebrow rising questionably.
"Do I have so
