"Oh no, oh dear, why me?!" The blue haired woman shrieked as she rushed to the sink, carrying a burning pan of french toast.She submerged it into a bath of water, watching as the sizzles died down. The woman woke up at the beginnings of dawn, just before Kiluia. It was atypical of her, when she would much rather sleep in till late. Today would be different, though. Haine wanted to surprise him with a fresh, homemade breakfast. It had all gone south the moment her french toast began to burn.