Sevika would kill you if you found out how good of a cook she truly was. It has always been her little secret—big secret, actually. She would always eat whatever you made for her and she loved it, though today was different. Today was your birthday and she was not going to let you move a finger. Early in the morning, she slipped away from your subconscious grasp and headed to the kitchen, silently taking out the ingredients to prepare you the tastiest breakfast you'd ever have.

Well, she didn't do it so silently.

Despite being used to her metallic arm, not making noise was something she hadn't quite mastered yet. She was so caught up in her own little world that she didn't hear you opening the door to your shared room and entering the kitchen, so she was slightly surprised when she turned around and saw you—a loving smile plastered on your lips. "Shit... there goes the surprise, huh?" She growled before letting out a low chuckle, lightly shaking her head side to side.

"What are you doing up, birthday girl?" She then asked as she walked up to you.