Cooking 4AM

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LITTLE OF AUTHOR NOTE:

(The only thing making me continue writing this story even though MHA is going to end in one chapter IRL- is my delusional All Might figure daydreams bro.. like he is so kind I can't...😭😭😭, pls I'm sorry for being so late for months. I was dealing with so much back then I didn't have time and I usually have a busy schedule in life. Plus I'm working on other Wattpad and actually want to make at least one original story of mine. Then working on other fanfics so I'm kinda like melting like- mentally melting with my soul too.)

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Through the morning I got ready with our Uniform for UA high.

I patted down my shoulders and arms feeling the new fabric below the palms of my hands.

I sighed and walked around the house for a moment and went to sit down at the dinner table in silence.

My regular schedule, always waking up early to workout or do makeup if I felt pretty enough.

After 30 minutes of silence I stood up from the table and walked over to the kitchen.

Opening the cold fridge to see what I could make for breakfast while not wasting or using too much food.

Eggs and bread.

Eggs and bread.

I looked up at the cabinets, tilting my head back to get a better view.

"Huh..."

'I like rats'

I looked down on my phone to check if any of my friends from the americas have texted me.

'Hm. Nothing at all. It should be around... 10ish or 11 maybe... not even a goodnight'

Since leaving from the Americas communication with friends have been very poor.

It's fine though, I'll do my best to make more everywhere I go. Even if we don't understand each other.

I took 5 eggs out of the fridge and placed them in an area on the kitchen counter where they wouldn't break.

Then the bread.

By then I took the cinnamon and brown sugar and placed them next to the eggs.

Eventually dipping the bread slice in and turning the stove on with the pan and butter already melted in there.

I took a spatula out to flip over the bread slice once it became golden on one side.

I kept dipping and placing to the point I had four slices that were golden brown and then left them on the side ontop of a plate.

I kept repeating the same process until I got 8 prices in total.

Two for me.
Three or four for Deku.
2 or three for MRS. Inko.

"Ya, done."

I placed the spatula down and hand washed the pan and spatula quietly in the sink and later on drying it with a towel putting them back In place.

Eventually I took out the honey and placed the two French toast on the plate pouring honey all over.

"Mmmm-'mmm~... this is going to be soo good."

I sat down in the dining table again and ate in silence through the dark room.

'Did I just- I cooked in the dark. How-.. it's okay I'm eating food now and I'm in peace without anyone coming at me at any directions..'

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