Avery
After my non-date with Clint, I slept fairly well. I dreamed, but I don't remember it, which is a welcome change. I start my morning routine of showering and getting dressed. I opt for a casual knit dress and my comfortable sneakers. I make my way to the kitchen, and the Trio is standing there waiting.
“We waited for you,” Clint says.
I am not surprised, after yesterday. These guys might be gods on the football field, but they are rabble in the kitchen. I decided to teach them how to make omelets. They are fairly simple, and the guys can stuff them with whatever ingredients they want. While I am doing the eggs, I have them chopping their fillings. I grab spinach for mine and hand it to Clint to wash and chop. I have them crowd around me, so that I can show them how to add the egg
