Breakfast
Crack! The shell of the egg gave way against the hard counter. Roger carefully moved it over the frying pan and split the eggshell open, allowing the gooey yolk to fall onto the hot pan with a sizzle.
He was sure that Jessica preferred her eggs sunny side up. He would have considered asking her to be absolutely certain, but that would have meant waking her up. He didn't think she'd want that, given the night that she apparently had.
Roger wasn't entirely sure what had happened at the Ink and Paint Club the night before, but he had long learned the signs that Jessica's performance hadn't ended well for her. He knew it wasn't because she had missed a note or anything like that. He had once overheard her say that she didn't think that any of her audience would even notice if she did make a mistake on her song because they weren't really paying attention to what she was singing anyway.
Roger thought that they were missing out if they weren't paying attention to her singing. Her voice when she sang was one of the most beautiful sounds he had ever heard, second only to her laugh.
He loved hearing that laugh. He hated seeing her upset.
He quietly grabbed the bread to make some toast. Hopefully, this breakfast would cheer her up. He'd plan a special day afterwards.