Finally spill!

Amora's Point Of View

"Hi! Why? I told him what I wanted! College girls need money more than you think!" I sang and danced as I stirred the eggs I was frying.

I turned the fried scrambled eggs into a bowl and covered it. I proceeded to take another egg, two, before doing the necessary ritual and routines my eggs pass through in my hands.

"Gia!" I yelled from the kitchen.

"What? Don't you remember how to fry a egg again?" She yelled back from her room. She is far off, I'm safe.

"A egg?" I yelled.

"What?" She responded.

"What's a egg? Is that what you were taught in school, English class?" I asked, yelling loud enough so she could hear me clearly.

"I don't know, not like that will make the egg stop me from eating it," she responded.

I added some bell pepper, crayfish, onions and some greens to my unscrambled eggs.

"This is perfect!" I uttered excitedly to myself. After transferring my egg to a plate, I added my bacon and hot dog to the pan.

"Aren't you done?" A voice startled me, I almo