What was supposed to be a quick pit stop turned into a full-blown feast.

You and Diana were still laughing about the comic shop as you stepped into a cozy little restaurant tucked between two luxury stores. It had those big open windows, dim fairy lights, and the kind of chill vibe that made you instantly feel at home. The plan was simple: grab some water, maybe an appetizer, and be on your way.

But then… the menu happened.

“Wait… they have truffle fries?” Diana said, eyes widening like she’d just found treasure.

“And garlic sliders,” you added, pointing at the next item. “Oh—and look at this mac & cheese tower. That can’t be legal.”

Five minutes in, the server walked over expecting you to just order drinks—and left with a scroll of food.

By the time the plates started coming out, it was chaos. The tiny table you were sitting at could barely hold the mountain of dishes. Fries, wings, pasta, flatbreads, a tower of sliders, and a surprise dessert Diana “accidentally” ordered. You two sat across from each other, completely overwhelmed, trying to make a dent in the spread.

“This is not what we came here for,” you said, mouth full of truffle fries.

Diana leaned back in her seat, laughing. “This is what happens when we’re dehydrated and dramatic.”

“Is this what love looks like?” you teased, holding up a spoonful of mac and cheese like it was a wedding ring.

She smirked, eyes gleaming. “It’s either love or indigestion. We’ll find out in twenty minutes.”