HI. IT'S BEEN AWHILE. I'M SORRY FOR TAKING SUCH A LONG ASS BREAK BUT, I'M BACK BABY.
SORRY FOR THE WAIT.
SORRY FOR THE WAIT AGAIN.
I SHOULD PROB START WRITING.
YEAH.
OK.
Roy's Pov
Ok. OK. So, you've watched enough cooking videos to fry a goddamn egg goddamnit. Come on. Step number 1: Uh grab an egg. I subtly looked over to Ross, who was looking right back at me, so I looked back to the egg. AWKWARD MUCH. I put the egg on the counter for now, and grabbed some (m o n d o) butter, tossing it into the pan, and it melted almost suddenly, accompanied with a loud sizzle. I picked up the egg again and- I don't know how to crack it.. surprise, surprise. I look to Ross with a 'Help me' look and he gets the message.
"You don't know how to.. crack an egg?" His face looked as if he'd explode with laughter any second. UGH. I glared at him the best I could. Whatever that means-
"YEAH ROSS. I was never TAUGHT." I crossed my arms and huffed.
"You could've just said so-" I cut him off almost immediately. "YEAH." I don't know why I was so worked up over nothing, anyway, I was sure mentally scolding myself for acting like a brat. DAMN.
"Ok well.." He scooted over to me, so I got out the way. Is he gonna teach me? Pfft. Good luck with that.
"Uh.. this is an egg, believe it or not." I raised my eyebrow and clapped. "You continue to bedazzle me with your knowledge Ross." We chuckled a bit before Ross continued.
"Hold the egg and tap it on the side of the pan or a counter or.. well anything. BUT it can't be too hard, or the whole egg will just collapse. AND it can't be too soft either-" I looked at him as if I was understanding but what he meant was beyond my stupid mind to comprehend, so I just pretended I was following. And it was bold of me to assume that Ross didn't catch on soon enough. As always. Am I thankful or what..? "Something's telling me you don't know what I'm talking about." He squinted his eyes and started at me. I squinted back in a playful manner. "How did you know?" I smiled at him in response.
He taps the egg on the side of a bowl. "You see, not too hard, not too soft." My face automatically formed into a smug grin. "That's what she said-" And I burst out. I'M SO FUCKING HILARIOUS INNIT. Ross just looked at me, unamused. "Well, the point is, there has to be a crack." I nodded my head accordingly, now THIS is stuff I can comprehend.
"Ok, this is the hardest part-" Ross suddenly stopped mid-sentence and we both knew why. The grin was there. "That's what she said-" "You need to apply pressure in the centre-" He tried to ignore me but before he could finish another sentence I was already rolling on the cold kitchen tiles, wheezing to death. Ross only chuckled at me. "YOU KEEP-BAHHAHAH- KEEP- AHAHHAHAHAHAH- HITTING ME WITH MORE PUNCHLINES-" After I calmed down, And he helped me up- NOT THAT I NEEDED IT- he gave up on teaching me and just gave me his egg while I made one for my self. YEP
SORRY IT WAS SHORT I TRIED
