He is dead

I opened the door, and the heavenly scent of eggs, bacon, and coffee filled my nostrils. The smell alone was more than enough to make me moan, and my mouth filled up with saliva. I didn´t realize how hungry I really was.

As I entered the kitchen, Bear was already making a plate for me, and the Perv-dog was enjoying his steaming hot cup of coffee at the table. They didn´t say anything, but I saw them smiling at themselves, so I just squinted my eyes and sat down.

I didn´t eat anything. I actually inhaled it. Like I just took an intense breath, and everything on my plate was gone! But it was incredible. I can’t remember eggs and bacon ever tasting this good! I felt so content, newly boiled and scrubbed. My tummy was filled, and I leaned back on my chair with my own steaming hot coffee cup.

“So, how is the nose, love?”

I shot Bear a look filled with daggers, but he was just sitting there, way too amused and sipping his coffee without a care in the world. Other than mocking me, that is. W