"I'll see how I feel after." Did Edward smoke? Interesting. He wondered what brand a city boy had. He supposed he could humour Edward and listen to whatever he had to say. It was just hard to trust him - everything felt like it could be a set up. Was it really smoking or were his friends waiting outside to get a few hits in? He would like to think he didn't matter that much but history begged to differ.

He got his sides first and he made his way through them, reading in-between and putting away the food at an impressive pace. Honestly, he was like a bottomless pit and the other thing he did beside eat and read was order a coffee once he'd finished his main.