You plopped onto your bed after another day at work as a tired sigh escaped your lips. You rubbed your weary eyes, the loud troublesome noises coming from the kitchen were keeping you from resting. You walked into the kitchen, it was your roommate, Toya.

“You’re back..?”

Toya’s sharp grey eyes met yours. You looked around to notice butter, flour, eggs all scattered about. He just gave you a blank stare and wiped off the flour on his face.

“..I think i messed up.”