"What do you mean?" I asked and downed what was left of my can of soda.
"My food is here." Sebastian announced, and I smiled.
"Finally. I was beginning to think you lied to me. Hope it isn't coffee and a PB&J sandwich?" I joked.
"That doesn't sound like a bad idea, but that's not what I'm having. It's saffron mushroom risotto." He laughed, and small hushed talking sounded in the background.
"That sounds yummy. Make sure you eat enough; you need the strength." I advised as I picked up my phone, putting it in my pocket, and I picked up my used dish.
"If it makes you happy." He teased, and I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever. Should I end the call and allow you to eat?" I asked as I washed the plate.
"Of course not. If you do, I'm not going to eat any more."
"Why? Won't it be more con
