บท 50: Dry throat

I opened up the rice cooker letting the steam hit my face loving the smell.

Harin still had not said anything since she came nor has she left the kitchen so I continued to ignore her a placed some food into a bowl and sat at the island stuffing my face.

She cleared her throat once, then twice as if trying to get my attention but I just focused on feeding my empty tummy.

"Ehem!?" she said once more loudly and I sighed, placing my utensils to rest i the bowl.

"Yes girl who I live with do you need some water? Are you parched?  Have you forgotten where the tap and cups are ?" I said slowly as if I talking to a preschooler in a passive aggressive voice.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes as she came and dragged away my bowl off remaining soup, turning the entire bowl up her head.

"Excuse you!?" I yelled annoyed at her actions but she didn't seem to care.