Who’s the idiot that pissed off Miss Alice again?!

After leaving the coffee shop, Ryan and Anna wandered around a nearby food street for about an hour. Anna seemed to know the area well and kept dragging Ryan to try all sorts of snacks.

Hot dogs from the corner stand, fried tacos from a stall—Anna didn't have much of an appetite herself, but she was more than happy to watch Ryan eat.

There was something about recommending snacks and then seeing Ryan actually try them that seemed to fascinate Anna.

Ryan cared about her, and he cared about what she said.

It was such a small thing, but she was oddly fixated on it.

And it seemed like she didn't consider how much Ryan's stomach could actually hold—she just kept piling food into him.

"I can't, I can't, I really can't eat anymore."

"Ryan, the fried chicken wings over there are really good too, you should try them~"

...

"No, seriously, I'm done. My stomach's about to explode."