He was in the kitchen, making breakfast. He knew he was shitty at cooking, but he still wanted to make Amy happy before heading off to work with her.

He sighed softly, before noticing Amy stumbling out of the room. "Babe! You're finally up. I was just making toaasss.. and it's burnt."

The man stared at the toaster, sighing. "I didn't think you could misuse a toaster."