Kris could only gawk at Kevin. It looked like Kevin was growing two heads that he needed to look at his lover like that.
"You can eat that spooky soup?" He asked in disbelief.
Kevin calmly blew the soup in his spoon before bringing it to enter his mouth. He closed his eyes enjoying the warm sensation in his throat.
Kris, who was sitting opposite him, patiently waited for an answer. His own soup remained untouched in front of him.
"What's spooky soup?" Kevin finally asked back after he stopped enjoying the taste of the 'spooky soup.'
"That lady was so creepy," Kris replied. "She said that the soup was made of her tears. How can you eat it so calmly like that?"
