It was around 12o’clock next day when I woke up to the sound of ladle hitting the pan. The oil in the pan hissed and spread the aroma of the spices it encapsulated in it. I moved my body to lay on the side when I realized my body was wet. The skin rubbing against it didn’t feel pleasant and I sat up to face the back of the most beautiful creature I had ever laid my eyes on. She was cooking diligently while her bare back faced me. I rubbed my eyes and took another careful peek at her to confirm if she was naked while cooking or I was still drunk since last night. Yeah, she was in her gray underwear, while her front was covered with my apron. “Morning” I said. Madonna turned, and her face lit up,” Oh! Looking at someone so cute in her ‘just-woke-up’ pose.Its beautiful.” “What are you cooking?” “Nothing too fancy. I got us some instant noodles. Just going to fry them with tomatoes, bell peppers, carrots and ginger.” “Ginger? Does it taste good?” ...