Aria's pov
I was so exhausted I could barely keep my eyes open.
"Reis," I mumbled into the phone, half-asleep," didn't you say instant noodles were good? Why don't you just make yourself a bowl at home?"
"I'm sick of instant noodles," Reis said firmly."Who can live on cup noodles forever? Get up and take me somewhere with real food. Your fridge is empty, and asking you to cook would be cruel. I'm actually being nice here. Buy me this meal and we're even."
"The airplane food was awful, so I skipped it," he added."With the flight delay, I haven't eaten in twenty hours. Come on, get up."
I groaned and rolled onto my stomach, yawning."Reis, can't you just eat by yourself? I really need to sleep. I have work tomorrow."
"No, Aria. You made a promise."His voice turned firm."Yo
