“Wow, really? You [i]only[/i] eat Chinese food?” Abigail asked in surprise, pouting a little at the thought of having the same greasy food all the time. “Do you ever get tired of that? I mean, Chinese food is delicious, but I think I’d get bored of eating that if I ate it all the time...”

Walking over to her fridge, Abigail hugged her hair away as she grabbed the pitcher filled with cold water, placing it on the table before going to get two cups. Listening to Roman, she blushed slightly and giggled a bit. “You’re really charming, I can tell you that much. You’re also unpredictable, and strangely enough I like that about you.” She replied, coming back with the glasses. She started pouring water into both cups, before looking at Roman as he asked to talk more about herself. Shyly, Abigail let out a small laugh. 

“Well, I guess for starters, my parents are both travelers, but my mom is American with Mexican descent and my dad is from England. I was actually born in Japan, when my mom and dad were living there for about a year or so. So because of that, I know English, Spanish, and I’m starting to learn Japanese.” Abigail explained, finally sitting down at her seat. 

“Anyway, I hope the food is good. I usually just cook for myself most of the time.” She said timidly, starting to use her fork to poke around her food, taking the first bite. “I already told you about school, sorta. All girl’s boarding school, and some homeschooling, because of my parents and their careers. They’re both business people, or something like that. I think my mom is in marketing? I don’t remember.” Abigail took a moment to eat some more of her food, looking at Roman curiously. “What do you think? Is the food any good?”