Kyle didn't have anything fancy in mind when he began cooking, since he didn't know how to prepare a grand feast.
Having lived alone for quite some time, he had created a few dishes of his own and mastered a handful of existing ones. Because of that, he knew he wouldn't embarrass himself.
He was currently beating eggs in a small bowl with a whisk that looked almost new, which made him ask, "You don't cook regularly, do you?"
Veronica, who had been pretending to read something on her phone, looked up and hummed, "I'm always busy with work, so I never get the chance to cook anything."
Kyle smiled softly. "So this is your precious day off after weeks of work, and you're spending it with me."
Veronica shrugged. "Believe it or not, your company is far better than me being alone. Usually, when I have nothing to do, my mind starts to overthink, and that leads to disaster."
