The kitchen was bustling with activity as you moved quickly and efficiently, preparing New Year's Eve dinner. The aroma of fresh ingredients and spices filled the air, creating a cozy and festive atmosphere.

However the ticking of the clock made you nervous, it was the first time you prepared turkey, the recipe seemed simple but theory is one thing, with your apron tied firmly around your waist you gave a sigh beginning to inject and stuff the bird

León, who had been "trying" to help, was cutting vegetables on the other side of the island, he laughed silently at seeing you so stressed, and there was no better time to make such a stupid comment

"You know my love, the turkey won't be the only stuffing at dinner."