Waking up to my boyfriend in bed I look out the large window we have in our apartment on the 12 floor overlooking New York City. Its raining with thunder and lightning maybe some flooding on the streets. We both get a call from work saying " Works canceled cause of the flooding". The grin on our faces were bigger than the grinch's when he came up with the idea to steal Christmas. Finally we can enjoy each other's company without having to be paged by work. We cuddled in the sheets for a little bit enjoying each other's body heat then the question came " what should we do today?". I suggested we could stay in bed and watch some movies. But he wanted to go make me a fabulous breakfast to show off his impressive cooking skills. I laughed knowing how he sucks a cooking. Once he had left the room I asked Alexa to play my Spotify playlist whilst the music was playing I had a nice warm shower, washing my hair with my newly bought shampoo ( it smelt like mangos). My hair was silky smooth after, I found a nice baggy T-shirt and put on my shorts. Looking in the mirror I couldn't see my shorts but that was good thing because maybe with the heater and the fireplace were on i could get lucky if you know what I mean 😏😏😏. Also so the apartment was like an oven. Going out to the kitchen I was surprised to see it wasn't burned to ashes but instead there was pancakes, French toast, eggs, bacon, orange juice and coffee all perfectly aligned on our marble island. It was so cute seeing him making all the food, carefully flowing the recipes my mother had given him. He didn't hear me come out of the shower so I decided to scare him. (BAD IDEA). The timing was all off, instead of scarring him, he threw a whole cup of flour in my face. He was laughing historically while I looked like a ghost. After I got cleaned up again I came out to see him still laughing, I gave him a death stare and joined him at the table to eat.
