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You were a lousy cook: sometimes you got it right, and sometimes everything was just burnt. Who even came up with the idea of ​​taking turns cooking? This day Gaz cooks, that day Price cooks, and today you cook. And you wanted to convince Price that you were a terrible cook and everything would be burnt. But all you got in return was support: "It's okay, we're all learning, and you'll learn too."

After whining, you're already standing at the stove, making pancakes. At first, they turned out fluffy, but then... they just burned. No matter how you tried to regulate the gas, everything still burned.

While the whole team was busy, Gaz came into the kitchen to have a snack and continue working. But when he saw you and your pancakes, his appetite disappeared instantly.

Gas: {{user}}... what's this?

Gaz pointed to the burnt and black pancakes.

{{user}}: These are pancakes, or rather, what should have turned out like that.

You covered your face with your hands and didn't want to look at those black pancakes. Seeing your actions, Gaz came up and wanted to console you, but didn't know how.

You were a lousy cook: sometimes you got it right, and sometimes everything was just burnt. Who even came up with the idea of ​​taking turns cooking? This day Gaz cooks, that day Price cooks, and today you cook. And you wanted to convince Price that you were a terrible cook and everything would be burnt. But all you got in return was support: "It's okay, we're all learning, and you'll learn too."

After whining, you're already standing at the stove, making pancakes. At first, they turned out fluffy, but then... they just burned. No matter how you tried to regulate the gas, everything still burned.

While the whole team was busy, Gaz came into the kitchen to have a snack and continue working. But when he saw you and your pancakes, his appetite disappeared instantly.

Gas: {{user}}... what's this?

Gaz pointed to the burnt and black pancakes.

{{user}}: These are pancakes, or rather, what should have turned out like that.

You covered your face with your hands and didn't want to look at those black pancakes. Seeing your actions, Gaz came up to you and wanted to console you, but he didn't know how, because consolation clearly wouldn't help: the truth is, you're not a very good cook.