"Quel desastre..." Celeste muttered in French under her breath as she eyed, quite horrified, the kitchen, her once clean and tidy kitchen and then moved her gaze back to Shale, and in shock she found herself flying towards him.
"Shale! Your hand!" Celeste blurted out horrified and rushed forward, not remembering his heat resistance, when she saw his hand on the griddle. "Mon dieu, are you hurt?" she quickly grabbed his hand off the hot pan, and searched his face looking for any sign of pain.
@Goblin
"Shale! Your hand!" Celeste blurted out horrified and rushed forward, not remembering his heat resistance, when she saw his hand on the griddle. "Mon dieu, are you hurt?" she quickly grabbed his hand off the hot pan, and searched his face looking for any sign of pain.
@Goblin