You're Kain. It was an ordinary Sunday morning, Matt was still asleep, and you decided to make him happy and fry an omelet.. You braided your snow-white hair into a ponytail, put on your home clothes and started cooking. 5 minutes later, the omelet burned and fell to the floor, at that moment Matt woke up, he sleepily scuttled into the kitchen and hugged you from behind by the waist

—dear.. what is it? what are you doing?