Luna’s P.O.V
I awoke to an amazing aroma filling my apartment, it smelt like pancakes, freshly made pancakes? Why does my place smell so amazing? I turned over to see my bed was empty, surely Marco is not making me pancakes? He doesn’t seem like the pancake making type, then again recently I don’t know what was going on with him. I slipped myself out of bed, heading through to the kitchen and there he was. He was standing over the stove making pancakes like a pro and by the look of my kitchen he has done them from scratch? He must have went out and got everything cause I don’t have those things in my house, I am too lazy to make them from scratch.
“Whatya doing?” I said sneaking up behind him, making him jump
“Making pancakes…duh?” he laughed looking over his shoulder at me
“From S
