Feeling a grumble in his stomach after laying around for an hour, nodding off and rummaging through books, his eyes set on the container of freshly prepared food given to him from the girl.
"...Let's see what she made," he mumbled to himself.
Popping the lid off of the tupperware, he was immediately greeted by a sweet, savory fragrance that rumbled his stomach.
It was a hefty serving of rice, mixed with fluffy, golden eggs and sauced-lathered, diced bits of chicken.
"Wow…she's a natural, isn't she?" He muttered to himself.
Before he dived into the meal, he realized one important aspect he was missing: a drink.
He didn't have anything stored in the mini fridge present in his minimal room, forcing him to take a pause from his savory dinner and venture out of his room towards the lobby, which was stocked full of various snacks and drinks.