*Ashley*
The warmth of the fire is soothing, but as I sip my coffee, a rumble in my stomach reminds me that I’m getting hungry. I glance at Lucas, who’s still lounging comfortably in his spot, a playful glint in his eyes. “Hey, I think I’m going to see what I can whip up in the kitchen. Want anything?”
He grins and pushes himself off the couch. “I’ll come with you. I can’t let you burn the place down.”
I roll my eyes playfully as we make our way to the kitchen area. It’s small… just a gas stove, a few cabinets, and a fridge that looks like it hasn’t been stocked since the last winter storm. I open the cabinets, scanning the contents. “Looks like we’ve got some canned soup, beans, and… is that instant noodles?”
Lucas peers over my shoulder, chuckling. “You’re not going to make instan
