in the kitchen
John: I hope you didn’t miss me too bad last night. He leans against the kitchen counter eating a slice of pound cake for breakfast.
John: No, I wasn’t in bed much last night. Couldn’t sleep. He washes down pound cake with a drink of milk.
Me: When did you leave the bed? I make coffee.
John: I got up around 3:00. From 3:00 to 6:00 I wasn’t in bed. He eats another bite of pound cake.
Me: I was never there. I slept in Tate’s room all night because you were snoring. I smell the coffee.
Me: Yeah. You never noticed I wasn’t there. I pour coffee. I need coffee.
John: Yeah I did. That’s why I couldn’t sleep. He eats another slice of pound cake.
Me: Uh-huh… I sip coffee. Steaming. Hot.
John: I forgot we had this pound cake.
Me: And so you are gonna eat the whole thing this morning to catch up?
Black Coffee in Bed, Squeeze
Don’t You (Forget About Me), Simple Minds
I ate a pound cake today, but I gained two. – Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not For Sale