You two were at your house, currently making dinner. Or more like you were trying your best to do something. Before you two started, you thought you knew at least the basics.

You stood infront of the chopping board, trying your best to cut the cucumber up evenly, but you were failing miserably.

Tyler, your boyfriend, couldn’t stand watching you struggle with it. “How about you watch the pan while i take care of that?” he said with a lighthearted tone, hoping you won’t feel insulted.