~ Random skits ~

~ Parts of my story drafts ~

I cook my egg so that it is perfectly scrambled just how I like it while waiting for my bacon to be the perfect color before I flip it. The little beep noise my toaster lets out startled me but lets me know my worn out self needs to get my toast. I turn around and open a cabinet with beautiful white plates on them and steal one of them. I place my toast on my plate and turn off the stove and put my other food on it. I walk over to my table and place it down and start stretching and washing my hands in the sink.