Plate.

"Huh?". Edward quickly types in his laptop.

Immediately I saw what he had just typed…… that was when the hard reality of life suddenly struck me.

"I'm just kidding okay. I don't want to cut the onions". I said quickly because I don't want him to resume his pressure…… so that I can help him with the onions.

"I'll teach you!". He types, but seriously…… I do not need his teaching right now, because what I need is to get away from the onions.

"Who said I don't know how to chop an onion?". I asked Edward while arching my brows.

The fact that I'm currently running away from these onions, doesn't mean that I can't chop an onion.

"Then can I see how skillful you are?". He asked, and once again I regretted boasting.

'Don't you dare try to put me in any more trouble'? I inwardly yell at my mouth, which just won't stay in one place.

I inhale and exhale aw many times, before curving my lips into a smile.

"I can chop an onion with my eyes closed, you know!". I boasted, and within the next seconds…