"Wash these in the sink." Lewis instructed, passing the ingredients to her.
Devon held on to them, despite his obvious action of avoiding physical contact.
"Alright." She muttered as she watched him walk around the kitchen.
As Lewis busied himself preparing the utensils he needed, Devon shifted her gaze towards the sink. Lewis pointed that area to her. Hence, she brought the ingredients along.
Devon carefully placed the ingredients down. Her eyes looking from left to right.
"Where's the water?" She murmured, furrowing her brows.
When she turned around to ask him for help, she pursed her lips in a thin line. The second her gaze fell onto him, she hesitated as he seemed busy… and annoyed, like usual.
'What shall I do?' She wondered internally.
Just then, she glimpsed the bottled water he drank. It was still half filled.
With that idea in mind, Devon wordlessly walked towards it and picked it up. Without a word, she returned to her post and raised the bottled water.
