"Um-"
He collects his thoughts
Aiden: ?
"Ok so we need, flour, sugar, um-"
Aiden: -he goes quickly to get them- i got it-!
He started coughing
-S-shit-
Aiden: Ah- -he sets the things down and goes over to him- are you okay-?
"M-Mhm-"
It hurt like hell but he was trying his best to hide it
Aiden A-are you sure?
"Y-Yeah...yeah, I'm fine..."
the coughing slowly died down
Aiden: . . ok -changing the subject cuz he doesn't talk about something he doesn't is harsh topic for someone- uhm . . what else do we need to make the muffins?
