My mom's not home, and she told me what to cook for lunch.
But when I got to the kitchen, my grandfather was already busy. So I let him do whatever he was doing, because it seemed somewhat right.
Bad mistake.
Well... it's not like I could have stopped him.
He mashed everything that we had for dinner last night together in three pots and set them on the table.
Noodles... and then he told me to get the rice into bowls.
Okay.
Let's just say... not the greatest lunch I've ever had.
