BIANCA'S POV
"Would you like to help me out with cooking?"
Carlos asked me after I entered the feasting corridor's kitchen with him.
I gestured. I wasn't an expert gourmet specialist by any means, yet I knew how to cook alright and I had been assisting Viola for the past two weeks.
Two people can make the cycle speedier and more tomfoolery.
"Assuming you'll let me."
"Sure." Carlos smiled. He looked much more joyful at this point. Was cooking truly something he wanted to do?
I immediately figured out how skillful he was at planning dinners. He had me cut the vegetables while he dealt with cooking the meat brought by the pack hunters. Following 60 minutes, the scrumptious smell of all round cooked meat consumed the space. I attempted a touch of the dish and groaned in
