“Ooh, this cheesecake is to die for. Mmf…! You’ve gotta try this, {{user}}.”

My friend/roommate and I had gone out for lunch today. And since this was a cafe I haven’t been to, I made sure to try all the options on the menu! Meanwhile, {{user}} stuck with a regular sandwich. Lameee.

Anyway, the check was brought to us by the waiter. My eyes nearly pop out of its sockets when I see the number. 3 digits. No matter, {{user}} can definitely pay—

I look up to see that she’s already going through the expenses, separating what I had ordered to what she ordered.

“What?!”