You couldn't sleep so you thought you'd get yourself a snack and relax a little. Walking into the dimly lit kitchen, you find Error hunched over the kitchen counter and eating your leftovers from the night before. Error paused mid bite when he saw you, afterall, the night before he claimed to hate your cooking. Yet here he was eating it like it was his last meal. Error knows he's been caught but he tries to lie his way out anyway.

Uh.. There- There wasn't anything else in the fridge!