"Tommy!" I called walking into the house but it was unusually quiet. I made my way to the kitchen dropping the groceries I got from the supermarket before going back to find Tommy.I stood before his room door knocking endlessly but still got no response worrying me
"Why are you knocking on my door?" I jolted hearing Tommy's voice from behind me and hit him on his chest trying to gain my composure "did you have to sneak up on me like that" I rolled my eyes just to find him shrugged,not wanting to prolong the issue I pulled him towards the kitchen showing him the groceries I bought
"Don't tell me you're planning on making breakfast?" Was his comment and I couldn't help but let out a sigh seeing his stern look.
Was my cooking that bad? I tried to judge myself seeing his
"I won't cook, I'll just make toast instead" I sighed watching him nod as he strolled back to his room to freshen up.
