Cody's POV
"No, you're not cooking. Yes, I'm ordering pizza. Yes, you can try to stop me, but No, you will not succeed." Chase announces to Devin as soon as we enter the hotel room and Devin heads straight for the small kitchen.
Devin glares at him and mutters a few choice words under his breath before walking over to the couch, snatching up the TV remote and beginning to flip through channels. Grumbling under his breath the entire time as he does so.
"What did you even plan on cooking anyway?" Thirteen questions as she tossed her backpack onto the table. "There's no food here."
Devin grumbles some more under his breath and flips her off. She raises an eyebrow at him and smiles, shaking her head as she pulls a water bottle out of her bag.
"Alright," Chase says as he walks back over t
