POV: Sweetie
"What the hell was that for?!" Oh, Lily was burning now, dripping in the sticky liquid that was all over on her head.
"You copied my request," Sweetie said to me. "Get some originality. The others are no better, but I figured you weren't a sheep like them. Consider the cup a wake-up call."
"The fuck?" Lily glared at Dev. "Get your girl in line now before I kill her!"
"Nuh uh, no threatening other females with death on the show," I warned her, knowing she probably didn't know that basic rule. All of the women seemed to lack a lot of rules. It's like they watched a couple of episodes and called it good.
It would be a great way to make them all learn. "Dev, do you have a problem with what I just did?"
Dev just had the strangest expression on his face. A small blink, like he couldn't believe sweet, innocent me just did that. "Yes. Why did you do that?"
