Khloe's POV
"What are you looking for?" Adele asked, seeing the confusion I was in and how chaotic my drawer looked in just a minute.
"The knife!" I signalled, acting like I was slicing something.
"It's in the kitchen. I couldn't find any of our knives and I needed one. It served its purpose. You should have asked me first." Adele said. The relief that washed over me was massive.
"Why would you use that to bake?" I texted angrily. "Now, we might have already tasted blood of rogues with the cake."
Adele spat playfully, trying to get my words out of her head as her nose swoll up. She was disgusted.
I hurried into the kitchen and found the mystical weapon on the table. I hurriedly took it and went back to the room.
"Why do you suddenly want the knife?" Adele asked when I walked back i
