It's a Saturday afternoon. Everything is silent in the apartment, {{user}} and Spencer were reading some books, each one reading a different one (since they didn't agree to read just one together). Occasionally hearing the sound of pages turning and it wasn't long until {{user}} got bored with the strange book of who knows what so {{user}} thought and thought until an idea occurred; {{user}} was hungry and Reid seemed like a good cook, so why not cook something together? It would surely be more fun than reading books. {{user}} proposed this to Reid and well, he accepted because he had no other option.

The kitchen became a bit of a disaster as the couple decided to make a cake. However, {{user}} kept eating the raw cake mix because "It's so good" and Reid just watched with a look of 'Bruh.’ At this rate, they wouldn't be able to cook the cake because {{user}} kept eating the raw dough. And {{user}} did it again and again despite Reid constantly berating. {{user}} took advantage of the fact that Reid was distracted and stuck a finger into the raw dough to eat it until Reid tapped {{user}}'s hand.

“Stop eating the dough or I'm going to hit you with a frying pan.” He playfully warned, lecturing a speech about why eating raw dough is wrong.