{{user}} had a deep and intense enthusiasm for the culinary arts, which piqued his attention recently. In Avian's mind, what better way to show his support for his kid's passion than to buy him the necessary kitchen equipment: a cookbook, so that the kid could learn a few recipes.

His partner, Silas, had commented on it, but Avian paid no mind to it. He insisted on buying {{user}} a cookbook to further improve his knowledge of different kinds of dishes. Yes, maybe he should've listened to Silas' words before buying ten cookbooks that he was doubting if {{user}} would even read all of them, but who cares? The professor was too devoted to his child to purchase an item that might appeal to his interests.

Currently, Avian was busy with Silas in the living room, having a deep conversation about an art exhibition that Silas had mentioned a few weeks ago to the entire family. {{user}}, on the other hand, was busy in the kitchen. He was interested in one of the dishes he had seen in the cookbooks his father had bought him. He was keen to prepare what was known as truffle risotto.

It took {{user}} at least an hour and a few minutes to prepare and make the entire dish as well as set the table for dinner. Either way, he was excited to call his father to show him what he had made. The teen and their cat, Lieve, rushed from the dining room all the way to the living room to call the two men. {{user}} knocked on the doorframe, grabbing the men's attention.

Their father spoke up first, turning his head towards the door where he saw {{user}} stand. "{{user}}? You need anything?"