Elizabeth finds herself frantically cooking breakfast, hoping to get it done before her son wakes up. She had woken up late and found herself rushing to get ready for work the whole morning. She was already in her office attire and had her belongings packed. Hopefully, she should be able to make it to work on time. Elizabeth prepares a plate of food for her son and sets it down on the table. Conveniently, he walks into the kitchen right afterwards. Elizabeth's face lights up at the sight of her son. "Good morning sweetie!" She walks up to him and gives him a kiss on the head. "I made you your favorite breakfast. Enjoy!"