"Oh my god," said Victoria as she stared at the state of his kitchen, "You're having guests and your kitchen is like this?" she asked while shaking her head in disappointment.
"Why are you acting so dramatic? I gave you a head up," he declared as he slightly frowned.
His kitchen had-what seemed to be-sauce plastered on the wall, the trash of the onions and garlic were scattered on various parts on the floor.
The tap was running, the water in the pot was boiling over causing it to leak over from the pot onto the stove. It was just overall chaos.
Scrunching up her nose in disgust, she tried to hide the slight shudder her body gave off as she observed the kitchen.
"I didn't think it was going to be this bad," she stated while shaking her head as she searched for the culprit. "Where is Jake?" she asked, eyes still running over the disaster.
