Ashton’s POV
Fuck, f**k, f**k!
I quickly dropped the dish that I was holding, and it smashed all over the ground. Frantically I dropped to my knees and tried to clean the mess I had made but instead made it worse. Standing beside me Tyler and Ben were laughing hysterically.
“You know, they invented oven mitts to prevent situations like these from happening” Tyler wheezed out in between his sudden bursts of laughter
“I am trying my best!” I growled at them, wiping the sweat on my forehead onto my forearm.
“I just don’t get it” Ben started, wiping away a tear, “why did you decide to cook the dinner when you burn water?”
“what?” I looked up and sure enough the pot that was cooking the pasta was smoking. I quickly jumped and ran to take the pot off the heat. “How?” I asked forlornly, lo
