“ yeah , i was here writing earlier and working on some sounds and then visited my brother but then i got hungry so i went to get some food , and now i have too MUCH food and i could’ve gone home but now i’m back here and –– you know the rest. ” she laughs softly , giving the bag a soft wiggle . “ so –– it’s a long story but i think i accidentally used my … fame , i guess. i wouldn’t really call it fame but , anyway , they accidentally gave me the wrong order and it wasn’t a huge deal but they got like , weird and insisted i take extras and a new order on top of the wrong one , so , now i have about everything on their menu and i am but ONE cosima chase. ” she speaks , shrugging her shoulders . “ it’s chinese takeout which , yes i do know is bad for you , but i have also considered that it’s delicious and from the best place in la . you know , in my unprofessional opinion. ”
aria raised a brow , waiting for cosima to finish her sentence , somewhat still patiently . ❝ girl , don’t you ever stop ? ❞ it was a rhetorical question , at least for aria the answer seemed obvious , does anyone working in that industry ever stop ? ❝ i would’ve just gone home if i were you . god sometimes it feels like i spend more time here than in my own house . ❞ she sighed , but quickly thought on her next words to , as usual , avoid thinking about something that had the possibility of bother her . ❝ well if you can’t get extra food in restaurants , then what’s the point right . apparently , everything considered delicious is bad for me ... you know , i read somewhere that it helps if when you eat something you don’t like , to pretend you’re eating something else , something actually good . i tried to imagine to be eating a pizza while i eat my salad , but let me you , it still is green and taste like grass . ❞ another sigh , more dramatic now . ❝ fuck it ... pass me the food . ❞