𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐀 - 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲

t h i r t e e n

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠.. 

i woke up to the alarm clock on the nightstand.

surprisingly it was pretty early.

𝟖 𝐀𝐌

i stretched and thought about yesterday.

was keilani really talking about never falling in love with zac efron?

i mean who else would she be talking about?

wonder who that could be.

i got out of bed and decided to check up on keilani.

i went to her room to find her dead asleep on her bed.

she slept so peacefully.

i quietly closed the door and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

after i was done with that i decided why not make breakfast today?

it's the least i could do for all the times keilani cooked meals for us.

i wasn't the best chef but breakfast shouldn't be hard.

but i am known as chef curry.

i cooked whatever kind of breakfast items we had in the fridge.

i cooked sausages, eggs, pancakes, and bacon.

the classic.

i made a plate for keilani and waited for her to come down.

she better hurry cause i'm starving and who knows i might eat her plate as well.

𝐤𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬

i woke up to the smell of pancakes.

my all time favorite breakfast.

but who would've cooked that?

denzel?

nah, he wouldn't go inside the house without telling us.

stephen?

HAHAHAH THE FACT I THOUGHT OF STEPHEN COOKING?

maybe it's just the neighbors.

lucky people get a decent breakfast.

i walked to the bathroom only to get a stronger scent of the food.

"jeez, y'all don't need to show off. we get it." i laughed.

i brushed my teeth and and washed my face

then i walked downstairs and saw stephen already there.

"you're up. finally." he smiled.

he was wearing an apron with no shirt, just his sweats.