Harriet picks you up and wipes off any dirt that may have transferred itself from the floor to your surface. She sets you back on the stove.
You are in a panic. She is going to heat you up to a ridiculous degree and use your burning corpse (albeit she thinks its a frying pan) to make your ex some bacon and eggs.
'Okay. Okay.' you think to yourself as your mind works despertly. Maybe if you listen to whats going on you can break the curse and be cured before you get charred.
You turn your attention to the conversation in the kitchen. Amber is talking to her mom about how much James, that would be you, hurt her. She thought she could deal with breaking up but the way you had done it had been really horrid.
Aha! There it is. That's important. You feel funny. Is getting really hot. Surprisingly though it doesn't hurt. You guess that since you are a frying pan it can't REALLY kill you to be used to fry something.
You turn your attention back to the conversation when Harriet suddenly cracks two eggs onto your black surface.
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