Because of the amount of meals they ordered, they ate rather slowly to digest everything. For Ferris, this meant actually digesting the food physically, and for Magpie, this meant mentally digesting the strange flavors she tasted.
After almost an hour of eating and silence, the two sat before each other's empty plates and yet, not one of them had the need to speak.
...Shit, I'm so damn full.
I feel like vomiting. Ferris held back the mental urge to regurgitate and at the same time, he observed Magpie's expressionless face and her much cleaner set of plates.
He still couldn't believe that she somehow stuffed that entire buffet without blinking. How terrifying.
I really don't want to stand up yet... Ferris thought as he looked at Magpie with sorry eyes. "Can we keep sitting here for a few minutes?"
Magpie nodded and said with a distant voice, "Of course."
To distract himself from his surging stomach, he finally reached out to his phone to check his contacts.
