I ran over and pressed down on the kettle he was about to wash. "Don't. The one from the hotel isn't clean. I brought my own!"
I opened my 28-inch suitcase, half of which was filled with snacks and daily necessities.
I had heard that the food during quarantine wasn't great, so before returning home, I splurged on a whole box of instant snacks, along with some hot dogs, sandwiches, and pickled vegetables.
I even packed a foldable water bottle.
It was already past nine in the evening, after the hotel's meal service hours. I asked him, "Are you hungry? Want to share some instant snacks?"
Brandon shook his head and took my kettle.
Gurgle.
Someone's stomach growled.
I looked up at him, and his ears turned slightly red, though he pretended to be nonchalant.
She was so cute.
I chuckled to myself, saying, "Just pretend you're helping me eat. I really don't want to take a bunch of instant snacks home."
After boiling the water, we sat at the table and swallowed the snacks together.
They were really delicious.
After finishing, I collapsed contentedly onto the sofa.
It was getting late, and I planned to wash up and go to bed.