LARA had just gotten home. She bought gifts from the mall for her family and friends. She placed the plastic bags on the wide table beside her sofa before heading straight to the kitchen in search of something to eat. She hadn't felt hungry while she was at the mall, but now that she was home, her stomach suddenly demanded food. She opened the refrigerator and searched for something to satisfy her hunger. Her eyes landed on a tray of eggs. She didn't know why, but she suddenly craved them. Without hesitation, she took a few eggs from the tray. They weren't particularly large, but they were enough to satisfy her appetite. She quickly turned on the gas stove, grabbed a kettle, and filled it with water before placing the eggs inside to boil. Then, out of nowhere, she found herself singing. "Eggs are round, eggs are round. If you inhale their fragrance, you'll be charmed by their smell. Eggs are round, eggs are round. If you crack them open, you'll be captivated by their unique aroma
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