And just like that days passed and Davy gradually become accustomed to the virtual world and the Supremes. At this point, he wasn't only deceiving himself as if he truly became a part of this world.
"Look, Lyle should never be allowed in the kitchen. Do you think we're conducting some strange experiment here?" a loud voice complained.
Then a soft voice calmly responded. "Cooking is another type of experiment,"
"The fuck?" exclaimed the redhead, "but it should be edible, okay? Not some poisonous shit!"
"Stop complaining, I'm not even preparing it for you," the pretty blonde with emerald eyes said as he continued stirring some strange soup with suspicious colors.
"Oh, I won't taste even if--wait, who do you prepare it for? Don't tell me... it's for our sleeping beauty?" the one with explosive red hair exaggeratedly stared at him. Mouth gaping, seemingly stunned Someone's eyelids twitched as he listened to this conversation.
Lyle smiled as he nodded. "Of course,"
