KATHERINE “Why do I smell smoke?” I was pacing like a mantra when I actually heard a voice boom somewhere behind me in the kitchen and in shock, life almost jumped out of me. None of my prayers were answered. Especially since it resolved around a particular sharp-eared hybrid man. “Uhm, no reason.” I shook my head and said under my breath as I slowly wiped around. Derek who looked like he doesn’t believe me didn’t only walk closer but peeked over my shoulder. Perks of being taller than me. When he saw what I have done, he set his eyes back on me. But this time, he looked horrified. “Is burnt pasta now a new recipe? Damn— The whole kitchen is smoky, Katherine!” He’s right. He just made me realize how foolish I must have been deciding to even cook and in return, causing a havoc. I was so hungry but dozed off and by the time I snapped awake, it was then I realized the entire meal was now burnt. I winced, apologizing as I tried to stifle a cough. "I'm sorry, I'll clear everything u
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