*Luna*
I watched the fried eggs to know when the white would set enough to flip them over without spilling them all over the pan. Another second passed, and I didn't take my eyes off the pan, trying not to blink to miss the perfect moment. When the first snort of oil scared me, I grabbed a spatula and slid it under the egg, gently prying it up. I felt like I was in some cooking competition, ready to reach the finals. When I gently fried the egg on both sides without spilling the yolk, I almost jumped for joy, squealing loudly. But that wasn't the end of the battle for first place. Oh no. I still had to transfer this delicate damn thing to the plate without any damage, and at that moment, I started sweating. My hands were shaking, and my tongue was hanging out of my mouth as I gently lifte
