I woke up before the alarm today somehow and so I just laid there and stared at the ceiling for what seemed like forever. I was about to sit up and walk to the bathroom when my annoying alarm rang. I let out a groan and turned it off before getting up and walking to the bathroom. I looked at my reflection and mentally rolled my eyes, no wonder I couldn't get a boyfriend.
After I finished getting ready, I walked downstairs and the smell of bacon hit my nose. I jogged to the kitchen and was greeted by the smile of my father.
"Good morning, bacon?" He asked. I nodded my head and smiled back. One thing I love more than Nutella or chocolate and it's bacon. My mom probably hinted that to my dad because it scores him some points.
My dad was making the bacon and my mom was toasting some bread
