Bondi's suggestion instantly caught Taniel's attention.
Even though they just had breakfast.
But who says you can't have two breakfasts?
Perhaps it's an illusion, but ever since Jason came into his life, his appetite has grown, and so has his weight. Previously, he hardly had any appetite.
It's not that he didn't eat.
But eating at fixed times was good enough.
Unlike now, where he constantly thinks about having extra meals.
Especially during midnight, it's even more so.
The quieter the night, the more unbearable the hunger becomes.
One could even call it—
At that special moment, appetite triumphs over X desires.
No matter how perfect a woman is in front of you, she's not as alluring as a skewer of barbecue, a bottle of cold beer, sitting on a sidewalk curb, basking in a summer breeze; that's true happiness, isn't it?
Unintentionally, saliva began to gather in Taniel's mouth.
He straightforwardly spoke.
"Where?"
"What kind of food?"
"Together?"
