It didn't matter which side of the coin was correct, heads or tails—who cared? In the end, you agreed to pay for dinner.

To some extent, that is.

"You've agreed that it's on you, so why don't you let me eat what I want? You're so petty." Shin-hyuk whined as he grabbed another bite of food.

To his bad luck, he dropped his food, groaned, and quickly wiped the stain on his shirt with a napkin.