The bitter but sweet scent slowly wafts throughout the house and into my room. My nose follows it out of my room and carefully down the stairs into the kitchen. On the counter, a small chocolate cake sits waiting for me. The chocolate frosting is spread about on like a coating a freshly fallen snow, slowly dripping down the sides of the cake like water dripping from a leaky faucet. The aroma tingling the insides of my nose and bringing a smile to my face. Just looking at the cake I can taste the warm frosting and soft cake made with bittersweet chocolate, I can feel it fill me up with a small delight. I cannot wait any longer. It is cake time.
Now I'm hungry!
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