D.O. went into the kitchen to prepare dinner for the members after a short nap.  The other members were peacefully sleeping after a long day of Overdose promotions.  In the kitchen, he found ingredients to make soup. 

“That isn’t enough for everybody,” he thought.                                                            

D.O. searched harder for things to use in dinner.  In the back of the freezer, he found two packages of chicken drumsticks and decided to fry them with the mix he found in the pantry.  When he was done cooking dinner, he set it all on the table.

D.O. yelled, “Ya!  Wake up, guys!  I made your favorite soup and some fried chicken.” 

He smiled as the members, still half-asleep, came out of their rooms and complimented D.O. on his cooking.

D.O. shouted, “Ya Kris!  How are you still sleeping?  I made your favorite chicken which is totally your… style.”

D.O. cast a gloomy gaze at the chicken and quietly sat down in his seat.  The members stared at the empty spot next to Tao, where Kris always sat.  They quietly started eating, never touching the chicken.