I approached the door and opened it.
"Aki? Weren't you having dinner out?"
"I never said that," she answered. "May I come in?"
"Sure," I stuttered. "Sorry for the mess, you didn't tell me you were coming."
"Because I wanted to see the real you. This is nothing compared to my apartment."
"True."
She slapped my shoulder. "Don't get too cocky. I might find your secret stash."
"I don't have one."
"Sure. I'll believe you."
I shook my head with a smile. "Do you have plans for tonight?"
"I do, actually."
Slowly, she rested her body on my chest while staring at me with a devious smirk. She placed her hands on my shoulders and moved her face closer to mine before shouting.
"Cook for me!"
I let out a long sigh. "You always do this to me."
"And it's always funny."
"Do you really want me to cook for you? It's been a while since I’ve cooked and I only know basic recipes. I'd like to give you something better."