Hey Babe, what are we even here for?
It was an overcast day; a sleepy Sunday morning.
Cast list
AndyCooks
Babe
The ghost of Julia Child
It was an overcast day; a sleepy Sunday morning. AndyCooks walked into the kitchen and looked at Babe, who was sitting at the table checking emails and drinking a coffee.
“Hey Babe, what do you want for breakfast?” he said, approaching their French door fridge and grasping the top of it with his hands, ready to heave it open.
Babe thought for a second. She kind of felt like bircher muesli, or sweet potato rösti, or perhaps shakshuka with quail eggs. It had never been quite this hard to decide.
Her head became clouded, she had to put the coffee down. With a tremor in her voice she replied.
“AndyCooks, what are we even here for?”
A cold chill ran down AndyCooks’ spine. He took his hands off the fridge and realised his palms were sweating.
With a tremor, he opened the fridge. The cooling fan hummed and a slight mist wafted from inside, coating AndyCooks’ face. The fridge was empty.
AndyCooks could have sworn he’d gone grocery shopping just two days ago. At last he turned around and met Babe’s eyes with a glazed-over stare. There was silence.
The Ghost of Julia Child, who was also in the room, grimaced in the corner.