Eun's Jung POV
He placed the wooden platter on a small table which he had set up in the room.
There it was, piles of fried potatoes covered in butter, and a thick baked chicken breast along with an elegant glass of orange juice.
My mouth watered at the sight.
Damn cravings.
I wasn't in the mood to showcase a posey manner.
I snatched it from him and dug into the food with ravenous hunger.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.
The food somehow made me feel hungry, what about you?
I love you guys so much.