We made grilled ham and cheese sandwiches, and were having a blast in the kitchen. I turned on The Twist on my kitchen radio, and we danced and laughed until our sandwiches were done.

“mmmmm!” exclaimed Elle, her eyes widening, “That has to be the best grilled ham and cheese sandwich I’ve had since my mom made them for me when I was a kid.”
I couldn’t help but to smile, seeing her so content.
“Thanks, it’s nothing really. My dad’s amazing at cooking stuff. He showed me alot before he started traveling.”
Elle gave me a look that was filled with sympathy.
“Awww, you must get lonely with no one around.”
“Well, I’m not here most of the time. I’m usually with some of my friends or walking around town.”

She nodded, and swallowed the last bit of her sandwich. We got up to load our dishes in the dishwasher. When I reached for the handle, i didnt feel the cold hard metal… but a soft warm hand under mine. I slowly looked up to meet Elle’s eyes.