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Beyoncé POV Knowles Residence Tuesday 8:20 a.m.
Onika called me on the intercom to notify me that breakfast is done. I was excited because baby girl be throwing down. The closest I've ever gotten to my mama's cooking.
I'm working from home today since I only need to respond to emails and make some adjustments to my schedule.
I threw on some red biker shorts and an old cropped KIZZ t-shirt. I slid on some white tube socks because I absolutely hate walking around barefoot. I let my sandy blond waves fall free down my back and headed to the kitchen.
Onika had my food plated, instantly making my mouth water. A chicken and spinach cheese omelet topped with picante sauce, a side of hash browns, two pieces of turkey bacon and a bowl of fresh juicy sliced mangoes.
"Looks delightful. I remember when I use to have instant oatmeal and Starbucks every morning. I cringe just thinking about it."
"Like the packet instant oatmeal you add water to?" I nodded. "Oh you was down bad." Onika responded.
"It was pretty much the only breakfast food I couldn't fuck up. Well, up until a few months ago when I burned it. You should've smelled my house, it was horrid."
"Good thing you don't have to worry about that any more. Did you want orange juice or lemon water?"
"Lemon water would do and add some mint please."
I moaned taking my first bite into the omelette, making Onika look back giving me a 'seriously?' expression.
"What?? I can't help that your hands are blessed. I wish I could cook this good. Last time I attempted to make eggs, I forgot to take the egg shells out. I kinda felt bad because Solange ate some of 'em."
Onika giggled. I honestly haven't seen her smile in awhile. She's been wearing a lot of black everyday too. I've been meaning to ask how she's doing but I don't want to invade her privacy.
"I can teach you one of these days."
"I'd like that." I smiled.
•••• 12:12 p.m.
Kelly and Solo are on their way over for whatever reason and I just have a gut feeling they have something up their sleeves.
The both of them always feel the need to rearrange my personal life but what they need to understand is that I'm very content with my life right now.
