11. He’ll wait

Damien entered the kitchen along with me.

"Let's see what you've got." He said.

I raised my eyebrows at him. He ignored me and pointed at powdered sugar, "What is that?"

I looked at him as if he had gone mad, "Gee Damien, I know I said I suck at cooking but I don't suck that much. It's powdered sugar."

He shook his head amused, "It's really bad." He mumbled, "That's salt, Li."

I looked at him dumbfounded and then at the salt, gulping I opened my mouth, "I told you I suck at it."

He looked around the kitchen, then clasping his hand together he said, "I know what am I going to make. Do you know how to chop?"

I looked at him. Do I know how to chop?

No.

"Yes, I know how to chop." I smiled at him.

How difficult can it be, right?

Damien moved and handed me the onions, "Here, I want you to chop these for me... Are you sure, you can do it?" He asked with a