¿Could You?
The kitchen of the apartment was a mess, flour was watered on the floor, scraps of egg shells in the table and a chocolate canister dripping in the sink.
- Kelly, the cookies are ready.
*Severide quickly goes to the kitchen and watch the disaster that Casey made.*
- ¿Could you have made less disaster? –Says Severide with a half of cookie in his mouth.
-¿Could you stop of eating a lot of my cookies?
-¿Could you shut up and let me eat them? –Blue eyed firefighter said tenderly.
-I could give you more cookies, if you help me to clean this cookie mess.
-¡Done!
