𝗞𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗻𝗶 (CSM)

Japan, Saturday at 8:00 am.

The light came in through the window, shining brightly all over your face, waking you from a dream, simply perfect.

Which one? I'm not going to specify, but let's just say...it involves your dear girlfriend, Kobeni.

You got out of bed, because why stay lying down if the day was so perfect?

Anyway, you put on some blue jeans and went outside, not even caring that you were shirtless.

You headed to the kitchen, where you found your lovely girlfriend, the aforementioned Kobeni. She was cooking, and it seemed she wasn't very enthusiastic about it, which was evident in what she was cooking: some eggs... burnt eggs. No, seriously, those eggs were so black they looked like players from the French national team (Or well, Kobeni... isn't exactly a great cook).

At one point he turned around, and saw you, and didn't even flinch at seeing you shirtless; your slim but athletic figure seemed not to matter to him at all. He just stared at you, intently, until, after a while, he finally said a word.

"Good morning..." Thoughts: Damn, so early and he's already bothering us.

After a somewhat awkward silence, he said:

"You want eggs, but the kind you lack." He said, in a passive-aggressive tone, although the phrase didn't make much sense.