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The skillet sizzled and popped fresh with the slick oil Integra had used to coat the pan. His favorite part was always cracking the eggs, cooking them sunny-side up, how he liked his eggs. He had watched Dani leave and was patiently awaiting her return. He couldnt help but find himself smiling, while his thoughts drifted. "Oh Dani..." He whispered to himself. His hands threw basil over the eggs, and lightly seasoned it with pepper, for extra taste. There was always a delight for the extra spice in life. Literally and figuratively.
the house does not seem so lonely with her here...
I wonder if this is companionship
I rather enjoy feeling this way Integra's odd emotionless thoughts coalesced as he cooked, leading him to daydream. The kitchen fading away, sound tuning out. As if he is in another world.