Darren could hear Xiu and Dylan's voice even before he entered the kitchen. It wasn't surprising at all that both of them quibbling again but it had become a norm now so he wasn't really concerned about it.
"I did great, right?" he heard Dylan ask.
"Fan-bloody-tastic!" soon followed Xiu's voice dripping with derision.
"Why does it sound like you're being sarcastic?"
"Oh, bummer! You actually got that!" Xiu gasped in surprise which definitely didn't sound real. "I asked you to put sugar in it. You added salt! Do you think I should be complimenting you over being such a dumbass!"
Dylan scratched the nape of his neck sheepishly as he replied, "I promise someone swapped the tags. It wasn't my fault."
