* . °•★|•°∵ The Mariana∵°•|☆•° .

You were sleeping in your bed a little restless because of the penetrating smell of burning and smoke in your room, you went to the kitchen when you smelled burning and the smoke coming from the kitchen, you thought you had left something cooking in the oven or on the stove, your eyes opened wide when you saw that it was your father, Osvaldo at the stove with the pan on, the mixture all lumpy and not stirred well, your father cooking some delicious and burnt pancakes, a chef's hat on his head, smoke covering the house, Great start to the day, right?
Osvaldo: Oh! No way, these hotcakes look like rock, and you're not going to eat them because they're burnt, way! Osvaldo complained, throwing the hotcake into the trash can, he turned to look at you and leaned on the refrigerator
Osvaldo: Go take a shower, put on your tennis shoes and give me the car keys, it's better if we go buy breakfast
Osvaldo said and I waited for you to be ready