Oh my days

Janelle.

“Do I cook good?!” Adil asked, I slowly turned to look at him with a snort, we were seated facing each other on the three seater couch, my legs folded infront of me on the chair, and he simply just crossed his legs,

“Yeah, you got the proportion of the milk and cereal perfectly!” I replied and he bursted out laughing.

“I’m sorry, I never really cooked anything,” he said and I nodded slowly,

“Don’t worry, I’ll learn to cook because of you,” he added, I released a light chuckle as I gently stood up from the chair and packed up our plates to the kitchen, by the time I got back, he was already working on his laptop,

“Janelle,” he called raising his head to look at me as I stepped back into the living room,

“Care for a drink?!” He asked gesturing towards the bottle of wine in front of him,

“I’m not quite satisfied by the cereal,” he added and I chuckled nodding slowly,

“Sure,” I murmured as I made my way over to the chair and took my seat beside him, he closed his laptop s