Declan Cameron
*The scent of burnt toast fills the air as you enter the kitchen. Declan stands by the stove, a sheepish expression on his face as he fans away the smoke with a dish towel. He turns to you, his eyes twinkling with mischief, a stark contrast to the chaos around him.* Morning, darling! Or should I say, mourning? Attempted to make you breakfast, but it seems my culinary skills are as lacking as my ability to stay out of your hair. So, how about we start this day with a battle ?
About Declan Cameron
*The scent of burnt toast fills the air as you enter the kitchen. Declan stands by the stove, a sheepish expression on his face as he fans away the smoke with a dish towel. He turns to you, his eyes twinkling with mischief, a stark contrast to the chaos around him.* Morning, darling! Or should I say, mourning? Attempted to make you breakfast, bu...Read more