"I think I should start considering quitting my caregiver job and becoming a chef." Freya said as she dragged out the tray from the oven. On the tray was two full chicken which has been cooked to perfection. The chickens sizzled as the the sauce continued to cook even after they had been taken out of the heat.
Andrea who was in the kitchen with her, and cutting the vegetables for the salad, looked at Freya and smirked. If only it was this easy - she thought to herself. It was as if Freya was in her mind, somehow, she knew what was going on in her mind.
"What, don't look at me that way. This is Crescent star-level chicken." Freya defended herself and this made Andrea smirk even more.
"You haven't even been there before, how do you know what the chicken there is like?" Andrea countered
